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Chapter 345 Taste of Her Own Medicine

Claire cursed under her breath as her car rolled to a stop at the entrance of Metacortex. Her eyes widened in horror at the sight of the mass of journalists crowded around the front entrance. She didn’t need this today. Not after everything that had already happened. She could see their cameras, microphones, and eager faces all craning to get a shot of her, hungry for a reaction, for a statement. “Perfect,” she muttered sarcastically. She had no choice. She’d have to get out of the car. There was no way around it. But as soon as she opened the door, Metacortex security stepped in, forming a protective barrier between her and the vultures. Well, they looked like vultures to her in that moment. As soon as Claire stepped out of the car, she could hear the loud clamor of voices crashing over her. “Claire! Claire! What’s your take on the scandal with Alexander Harris?” “Is Metacortex going to cut ties with him?” “Do you think the company will survive the bad press?” Claire kept her h

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