“You should build your own project.”
“We can’t risk our reputation.”
Baron’s expression darkened. His eyes narrowed at them.
He was a man in his thirties, tall, with a sharp temper.
“What is wrong with you people?” he snapped, his eyes narrowing. “Was I ever proven guilty? How dare you accuse me without evidence? If you continue spreading rumors, I’ll report you to HR for defamation.”
The group fell silent.
Celia glanced at Baron, then turned to the others with a reassuring smile.
“It’s fine,” she said calmly, her voice soothing. “He’s right. Nothing was ever proven. We shouldn’t judge someone based on accusations.”
She raised her voice slightly, sounding righteous.
“We’re about to secure a major deal. If we truly want to grow, we need to learn to trust and help each other. Remember? Helping more people benefits all of us.”
Then she looked back at Baron.
“You can join us. I’ll personally add you to the project.”
Baron’s face relaxed immediately.
“Thank you, Celia,” he said smoothly.
The others, however, looked tense.
They exchanged uneasy glances, clearly worried, but after seeing Celia’s firm attitude, no one dared argue further.
Celia stepped aside to update the team roster and officially add Baron to the project.
As she finished, Baron glanced at the others, and flashed them a small, victorious smile.
“All right,” one of the men finally said, glancing briefly at Baron before looking back at Celia. “If you’re this sure about him, we won’t argue. We’ll follow your lead.”
Though concern lingered in his eyes, he forced a small, polite smile.
The others exchanged uneasy looks but quickly masked them.
“Fine,” another added. “From now on, you’re part of the team. Once you get system access, your name will be listed under your assigned section. Complete your part and update everyone in the group chat.”
“Sure,” Baron replied smoothly.
He gave them a pleasant smile, then turned and walked away.
Chapter 6 Opportunities
At Centurion Hall, Sophia sat in her office, focused on preparing for the next high-profile auction. The room was quiet except for the soft tapping of her keyboard.
Suddenly—
The door slammed open.
Startled, her head snapped up.
Emma rushed inside, her heels striking the floor sharply, tension written all over her face. She was holding her tablet up in the air.
