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Mr. Sullivan stared at her, wide eyed. “Why are you doing this? You can’t just cut ties with us without valid reasons.”
Samantha scoffed, her expression turning more serious. “I believe I made my reasons clear seconds ago, but if you want me to go into more details, I’d be delighted to,” she pushed her chair back and walked onto the podium. Mr. Sullivan’s eyes followed her as she took the mic. Their gazes locked, and she prompted him with a look to dare her to keep shut.
“I want to start with something that happened a long time ago—”
“Samantha!” Mr. Sullivan called out, his body trembling. He knew what Samantha was going to say, and if it got to the media again, people would remember, and he would be ruined for real this time.
Samantha tilted her head, a bemused expression on her
