"Right, that sums it up nicely," Simone said, nodding. "This afternoon, when you have a break, everyone should go check out the new lab. We'll be moving our offices over there next month."
As soon as the meeting ended, Faye wasted no time knocking on Simone's office door.
"Professor, there's something I need to report to you."
Simone looked up from her desk. "What's going on?"
"It's about Eleanor. Her behavior is completely inappropriate—she's been having an affair, cheating on her husband." Faye's voice trembled with indignation.
Simone paused, her expression sharpening. "Faye, that's a serious accusation. You can't just say things like that."
"I have proof," Faye insisted, her eyes blazing. "And the person she's involved with is none other than Joel. Someone like her has no place in our lab—she doesn't even deserve to call herself a scientist." With that, Faye took out her phone and played the secretly recorded video for Simone. "See for yourself, Professor. Is this acceptable?"
Simone watched the footage in silence, then sat back, thoughtful. "Have you told anyone else about this?"
Faye bit her lip. "If you won't do anything about it, I'll have no choice but to report Eleanor to the Dean's office and have her expelled."
Simone's tone turned firm, protective. "Faye, I think you're mistaken. Eleanor and Joel are just colleagues. There's nothing more to it."
Disappointment twisted in Faye's chest. She hadn't expected Simone to take Eleanor's side so openly, to shield her so blatantly.


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