The photos scattered across the floor, and Alice, noticing one of herself, quickly snatched them up before anyone could see.
She knelt down, gathering the photos into her arms. Just as she reached for the one furthest away, a foot came down on top of them.
Looking up, it was Aira.
"Where did you get these photos?" Alice's voice was hoarse, stripped of its usual sweetness.
"You won't be able to pick them all up. I have backups," Aira said with a cold smirk, her lips curling in disdain.
Alice's face drained of color, and she froze, too stunned to move.
"Take a look," Aira held up the last photo. "This is your 'talent,' Director Alice. Too bad it wasn't put to use in design, but rather on a certain board member. Though, to her credit, she certainly put in a lot of 'effort'!"
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