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Chapter 126
Chapter 126: At the company's regular meeting, Kellan took a seat at the head of the table, with an atmosphere charged with expectation.
Mr.
Carman is notoriously selective in the fragrance industry and has rejected countless signatures, but this time , our work really hit the mark, and he is quite satisfied.
Other companies have been asking my secretary how we managed to impress him.
Today's meeting was crucial, full of key executives who fully understood what was at stake.
Kellan was fully aware that Allison deserved credit for the project's success, and he planned to recognize her contribution.
The project was executed brilliantly.
Who Led the Charge The bonus for this effort is going to be quite generous.
Before Allison could respond, Marc stood up, puffing out his chest.
"I took the reins on this one," he declared confidently.
Mr.
Lloyd, we appreciate the recognition.
It's just part of our role.
Honestly, I felt the pressure when we contacted Mr.
Carman, and I'm equally relieved that we got it done.
Supporting the company is our responsibility, so there is no need for bonuses.
His words carefully walked a fine line, avoiding blatant credit theft while subtly hinting at his central role in its success.
After all, he had established the initial contact with Rodrigo and had directed the perfume project.
However, in doing so, she had attempted to undermine Allison, but now it seemed that the tables had turned in her favor.
"So it was you," Allison commented, her tone cold as she gave him an indifferent look.
She acknowledged that Marc believed that she didn't like him.
I would dispute recognition in that environment.
After all, he was just a supervisor, while she had just taken on a leadership role.
It would be unworthy of both of them to argue over praise for a project.
However, the others exchanged disapproving glances, sensing that Marc's behavior was not only unseemly, but also risky.
In a professional setting, taking credit for someone else's work was a cardinal sin.
Now that he had so blatantly stolen Allison's spotlight, who was to say he wouldn't do the same with his own.
The atmosphere cautiously thinned.
Is that true? Kellan's tone had turned icy, the sharpness of his words cutting the tension.
Allison interjected gently: It was actually a collaborative effort.
Kellan narrowed his gaze, knowing that she wasn't seeking the limelight, but that the truth had to be acknowledged.
So, by the rules, everyone should see a increase.
The room was silent, with palpable surprise.
They realized that the rumors about Allison may have been exaggerated; She wasn't the ice queen the rumors had painted her as.
On the contrary, she was humble and discreet.
Allison, unaware of the change in perception, did not realize that her words had subtly modified her image in the minds of her colleagues.
Just as she was about to move on to the next project, Sherman burst in.
the door, whispering urgently to Kellan, whose expression turned sour like spoiled milk.
“Don't raise the salary.
” We have a problem with the project.
He tapped the table with his pen and the previously cheerful atmosphere deflated like a burst balloon.
Mr.
Carman has just complained.
Kellan's gaze swept around the room until it landed directly on Marc.
The sample The fragrance was on point, but they have only received 4,500 of the 5,000 additional bottles of perfume.
We have to deliver the remaining 500 jars within one day.
Kellan's eyes narrowed and he looked at Marc with an accusatory look.
This is not your project.
How could you have made such a mistake.
You forgot your knowledge of arithmetic at school.
Marc had not seen this debacle coming.
His face lost color and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He tried to defend himself.
No… I supervised the project at the beginning, but… Ms.
Clarke made the final decision! This is not my fault.
I couldn't believe it.
Instead of being praised for his leadership, he now found himself cornered, struggling to avoid blame.
His instinct led him to hold Allison directly responsible.
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