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Chapter 258: Making Exactly The SMistake Chapter 258: Making Exactly The SMistake “Don’t you know

that the newbie is supposed to stay behind, make sure everything is in order, sweep the floors, and then close

the shop?” The realization struck like lightning.

Heads snapped toward Nnenna, who stood with her phone in her hand, the speaker playing loud and clear.

Chinwa’s expression twisted in horror.

“Of course, | mean the entire shop.” Gasps rippled through the crowd.

“That's Chinwa!” someone whispered, eyes widening.

“She did say that?” another murmured in shock.

The employees stole glances at Chinwa, who had gone completely stiff.

The recording continued “I am not going to do that,” Nnenna’s voice rang out defiantly.

Then cChinwa’s sharp retort, her tone laced with mockery “What do you mean by that?

Every single person here has done it, and yet you're saying you won't?

What exactly are you trying to say?” The murmurs grew louder.

A manager scoffed.

“Wow.

So this was all planned.” “She set them up,” another whispered.

Chinwa clenched her fists.

“Turn that off!” she hissed, stepping forward But Manager Young raised a hand.

“Let it play.” Chinwa stopped dead in her tracks.

The recording continued.

“Chinwa, aren't you going too far?” Kosi’s voice cnext, steady but concerned.

“You can't bully her like that.

| understand that the ‘rite of passage’ exists, that we make newcomers stay behind to clean up.

But the entire floor?

The entire building?

That's too much.

Let her do the usual task and leave.

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Isn't that fair?

As vice manager, Chinwa, you should—" The aucrackled.

Then, Chinwa'’s voice, this tharsher.

“Are you questioningnow?” Kosi sucked in a sharp breath as she heard herself on the recording.

Chinwa'’s glare shot toward her.

“You knew about this?” she hissed.

Kosi held her ground.

“I didn’t.” But there was something victorious in her eyes.

The store was no longer just murmuring, outrage was brewing in the air.

“You know that what you're doing is wrong,” Kosi's recorded voice continued, firm.

“Just let the girl go.

It's already late.

She needs to get hbefore it gets dark.” A brief pause.

Then, Chinwa'’s final, damning words.

“Alright then.

Let her go home.

You take the punishment for her.

Make sure the entire building is sparkling clean by tomorrow morning.” The store exploded.

“She really said that?” “That's wicked!” “Vice manager or not, this is insane.” Chinwa’s face turned a deep shade

of red.

“This is manipulation!” she snapped.

“This recording is edited!” “H-how...” Kosi’s recorded voice stammered.

“How can you say that?” Chinwa’s voice cagain, calm but cruel.

“Well, if you don’t want to do it, you can collect your last paycheck.

You are the accountant, so that should be very easy.

You can resign immediately.” Dead silence.

The employees turned to Manager Young, waiting.

Manager Young folded her arms, gaze piercing.

“So...” she said slowly, turning to face Chinwa.

“You forced your own accountant to either clean the entire building alone or resign?” The weight of the words

crushed the air out of the room.

Chinwa swallowed.

“T-that’s not what I—" Manager Young's voice turned sharp.

“Then what exactly were you trying to do?” Chinwa opened her mouth, but no words cout.

She had lost.

And everyone knew it.

For a long, stretched moment, Chinwa couldn't speak.

The weight of the recording still hung thick in the air.

She stood frozen, her face a mask of shock, rage, and humiliation.

The employees exchanged looks, strying, and failing, to suppress victorious smirks.

Then, Madam Young finally spoke again.

“You mean to tell me...” she began, voice deceptively calm, “that all this time, the dirtiness, the incomplete

work, the missing tasks, was because of you, Vice Manager Chinwa?” Chinwa flinched at the way the words cut

through her like a blade.

“M-madam, |—" Madam Young turned, scanning the room.

“Has she done this before?” A few hesitant glances.

Then “Yes,” someone muttered.

“She’s always done things like this.” More voices joined in.

“She loves making people’s lives miserable.” “She made two girls quit last month.” “She uses her position to

push work onto others!” “And she always acts like she’s never at fault!” Chinwa’s breathing turned ragged.

“T-that’s not true!

You're all ganging up onbecause—" “Enough,” Madam Young's voice sliced through the air.

The store manager's eyes blazed as she faced Chinwa.

“You framed three innocent employees.

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You used your authority to terrorize others.

And worst of all, you left the store in a disgraceful state while placing the blon them.

You are fired.” A collective gasp rang out.

And then Applause.

Actual, real applause.

Sof the employees even cheered under their breath, a few clapping each other on the back.

Chinwa went pale.

“You can’t be serious,” she choked out.

“Oh, I'm very serious,” Madam Young said coldly.

“Security, escort her out.” The moment the guards stepped forward, Chinwa’s mask of arrogance cracked

completely.

“Madam, please, I—" “No,” Madam Young snapped.

“Take your last paycheck and leave.” The vice manager of the boutique store on the first floor, gone, just like

that.

The feeling was glorious.

But Madam Young wasn’t done.

She turned to the three girls, softening her tone.

“Now that this is settled, | expect you all to return to work.

This whole misunderstanding—" “No.” The single word stopped her cold.

Madam Young's brow furrowed.

“Excuse me?” Lilian stepped forward, her expression calm but firm.

“We refuse.” Murmurs spread through the staff.

Kosi nodded in agreement.

“We won't work in a store that jumps to conclusions without a proper investigation.” “Not to mention,” Nnenna

added with a small, knowing smile, “it isn’t the first tyou've done this, is it, Madam Young?” Silence.

They all knew what she was referring to, the previous day.

The Duke’s daughter.

Just yesterday she had eagerly promised Lady Chineye that she would never make the smistake again yet

here she was, less than 24 hours later, making exactly the smistake!

Madam Young visibly stiffened.