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... ian leaned forward, eyes scanning the screen with cold precision.
"This," he repeated, voice flat, "is trash."
My pride shattered into a thousand pieces.
"I, " My throat tightened. "I followed your instructions. I included everything you asked for, "
"You included the data," he interrupted. "But the structure is a mess. The flow is disjointed. Half of these slides are redundant." He scrolled through, and I watched in horror as he pointed out mistake after mistake. ...
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