Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2881

Here is the revised and polished translation, carefully adapted for an American audience, with attention to cultural nuance, natural dialogue, and fidelity to the original text's tone and intent:

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"What's got you so worked up, Ms. Jarvis?" Mr. Matz sneered. "Last night, when you were toasting me and singing along, you were a lot sweeter, weren't you?"

Mr. Blanco, standing nearby, burst out laughing.

Someone opened the door to the lounge, and soon a crowd began to gather, some people taking photos and videos on their phones, eager for the spectacle.

Milanda’s face flushed with anger. "Keep spreading these lies and I'll call the police. You want to be sued for defamation?"

"Who are you accusing of defamation?" Mr. Matz shot back, clearly enjoying himself. "Go on, Ms. Jarvis, call the cops. Maybe that’ll make you even more famous around J City. What are you, just a PR rep who uses her looks to reel in business? Don’t act like we don’t know the game you’re playing!"

Outside, someone had already recorded the scene and sent the video to Gladys, who smugly forwarded it to Mrs. Winters before bothering to watch it herself. But when she finally played the clip, her expression turned to shock.

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Inside, Mr. Matz and Mr. Blanco kept laying into "Sylvia," with Mr. Matz growing more brazen by the minute. "Quit pretending to be so innocent! After we drank last night, you booked a room and asked me to come over to 'discuss the contract.' We all know what that means, right? Good thing I didn’t go!"

Mr. Blanco chimed in, feigning surprise, "She invited me too! No wonder her company’s doing so well—guess Ms. Jarvis really puts in overtime!"

The onlookers erupted into laughter.

Milanda waited for them to finish, then spoke up. "Are you talking about me?"

Mr. Matz snorted. "Don’t play dumb, Ms. Jarvis. You know exactly what you did."

Milanda’s lips curled into a cold smile. "Then what’s my name?"

Mr. Matz hesitated, his eyes flickering. "Sylvia, isn’t it?"

With that, Milanda pulled out her company badge and ID, holding them up for all to see. "Take a good look. What does it say?"

Everyone stared at the cards in her hand, momentarily speechless.

Milanda’s tone was biting. "You’ve been going on and on about how we were drinking together last night, how I called you and set up a meeting. Yet after just one night, you can’t even recognize our boss?"

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