Chapter 4 - Annie Faces The Founder Of Bennett Medical Technologies
Annie stood up quickly from her ergonomic chair, her posture instinctively rigid as she faced the corporate titan.
“Mr. Bennett,” she replied, her voice steady despite the sudden influx of eyes turning toward her desk.
“I was watching you in the storage room ten minutes ago, Annie,” Jonathan said openly, leaning slightly against the partition.
A faint flush of pink touched Annie’s cheeks as she realized the billionaire had witnessed her struggle with the broken prosthetic joint.
“I apologize if my workspace management wasn't up to corporate standards, sir,” Annie said quickly. “The maintenance locker was full.”
“Your workspace isn't the problem, Annie,” Jonathan interrupted, holding up her printed employee evaluation file.
“The problem is that a young woman designing solutions for our customers is wearing a ten-year-old scrapped model on her own leg.”
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The entire service floor went deathly silent, the hum of the computers suddenly sounding deafeningly loud.
Annie looked down at her navy work trousers, realizing her secret was completely out in the open.
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