Chapter 18. Report Me

Warning: This chapter contains themes of dr*g use, which may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

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Vanessa's POV

I held the shirt in my hands, frustration bubbling inside me. How did I end up in this situation? First, I gave a poor and embarrassing presentation, leaving me anxious about facing the judgmental boardroom. Then, my clumsiness led to me spilling coffee on his white shirt. It seemed like everything I did only made things worse.

Gosh, how did I end up working here? I complained, stumping my foot on the floor while ruffling my hair.

I needed to find a way to remove the coffee stain from that expensive white shirt without a trace. I took a deep breath and turned to Stanley, who observed the situation with a neutral expression. "Hey, do you have any suggestions on how to remove the stain?" I asked, hoping he could offer some insight to salvage the situation.

Stanle