Under these circumstances, Yolanda admitted everything herself, and she was now the prime suspect in the framing of Agnes. After all, she was the only one who knew Agnes' computer password. Despite Agnes' protests that someone had tampered with her computer to publish the damning article, all fingers pointed at Yolanda.
Her eyes were rimmed with red, a mix of anger and desperation. "You've conspired against me," she accused, her voice thick with emotion. "Agnes, Jared, you orchestrated this whole scheme, didn't you? You want to see me ruined, to steal my spot, is that it?"
Outside the office, the atmosphere was just as chaotic. The folks in the News Department were sharp as tacks, and most had sniffed out the truth.
Mr. Whitfield's visit that day wasn't to reprimand Agnes; rather, it seemed he was there to help clear her name. He had cleverly laid a verbal trap, and Yolanda had walked right into it, inadvertently admitting she knew Agnes' password. She had previously used this as evidence that no one could have framed Agnes. Now, it was as if she were slapping her own face with her contradictions.
It was common knowledge that the only one in the News Department at odds with Agnes was the director herself. Agnes hadn't been at the station long, but Director Yolanda had given her plenty of trouble. So the idea of the director setting Agnes up wasn't far-fetched.
At that moment, Yolanda was trembling.
"Yolanda," Jared said coldly, "if my wife wanted your job, she wouldn't need to resort to such elaborate schemes. You, on the other hand, are known for your pettiness and underhanded tactics. You've been a thorn in her side more than once."
The term "my wife" dropped like a bombshell, leaving everyone agape. What was going on?
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