<b>Chapter </b>714


    <b>+25 </b>


    “N, I’m sorry. I acted impulsively earlier, and I even ran away after you got hurt. I wasn’t being responsible. If you’re angry, go ahead and hit me… No, kick me, too,” Leon apologized.


    “If kicking you would fix the data issue, I would have done it already,” N quipped.


    Leon scratched his head, looking at her apologetically. “I swear I gave the experiment data to Brody on Friday. That jerk must have lost it and is now ming me.”


    Seeing Leon’s guilty and anxious expression, N felt helpless and thought he was still too young.


    “When exactly did you hand him the data on Friday?” she asked.


    “Right after you all got off work. I finished filling in thest few sets of data and gave it to him,” Leon answered.


    “So, no one else was there to confirm you handed the data to him in person,” N said.


    Leon frowned. “But no one can prove I didn’t give it to him either!”


    N nodded. “That’s true, but the problem is that he’s insisting you didn’t give it to him, and now you’re stuck in a bad spot.”


    Leon’s shoulders slumped. “This is all my fault. I’ve slowed down the experiment, and I’ll ept whatever consequencese.”


    “Forget the consequences for now. Just make sure you learn from this. Be more careful in the future, and don’t give anyone the chance to exploit your mistakes, N advised.


    “Yeah, I’ve learned my lesson the hard way. I won’t forget it,” Leon replied.


    Seeing how ashamed he was, N didn’t say more. She gently patted his shoulder, opened herptop, and pulled up a document.


    “Fill in thest few sets of data from Friday, print it out, and take it to Brody,” she instructed.


    Leon’s eyes widened in shock. “N, you saved a backup?!”


    “Of course. Backing up data during experiments is essential. You never <i>know </i>when something will go wrong,” N said.


    Leon’s gloom lifted in an instant. “Thank you for saving my life!”


    “Enough with the ttery. Just get the data filled in. Also, <i>since </i><i>you </i>made a significant mistake this time, I’ll report it to Professor Kington. You’ll probably have your pay docked,” N reminded.


    “Losing pay is fine, as long as the experiment isn’t dyed,” Leon replied dismissively.


    Once Leon finished entering the experiment data, he printed it out and headed to the office to find Brody. With his phone camera already open, he ced the data on Brody’s desk <i>and </i>said coldly, “You got it this time, right? Don’t lose it again and me others. It’s embarrassing not to own up to your mistakes.”


    Brody’s eyes darkened as he red at Leon. “Put your phone away, or I won’t be polite.”


    Leon raised an eyebrow. “I’m just recording evidence, so we don’t end up in a ‘he–said–she–said‘ situation


    “Do you need to record evidence for this long?” Brody asked, his tone icy.


    Leon scoffed, quickly turning off the recording. “Brody, we’ll see about this.”


    With that, he turned and left.


    Brody watched him go, then coldly tossed the experiment data into the trash. From the bottom of a drawer, he pulled out a file–the experiment data report Leon had given him on Friday. N?velD(ram)a.?rg owns this content.


    In the end, the incident of the missing experiment data ended with Leon being docked a week’s pay.


    That evening…


    After work, N called Oliver to invite him to a movie the next night.