I swallowed the lump in my throat, forcing myself to hold his intense glare even though every instinct in my body begged me to look down at the floor.
"I said... I wasn't careless, sir."
"Ms. Carter—"
"I personally checked every single file before leaving yesterday evening," I pushed on, my voice trembling slightly, but holding firm. "I verified the file name, the timestamp, and the server location. I know what I did."
He leaned back in his chair, folding his hands together, staring at me as if examining a strange puzzle. "Are you suggesting someone else made the mistake? That the server magically swapped the files on its own?"
"I'm saying..." I took a shaky breath, pressing my thumb against my palm. "I don't know how it happened, sir. But I know what I uploaded. I know I did my job."
