Jasmine's face paled, and she swallowed nervously. "I... I might have heard something like that, but it's just office gossip, Mr. Vaughn."
"Office gossip," Vaughn repeated, his voice dripping with disdain. "And where did this gossip originate from, Jasmine?"
Jasmine's eyes widened, the color draining from her face. She knew she was cornered. "I... I don't know, sir. People talk, you know how it is."
Vaughn's fist slammed onto the desk, making her jump. "Don't play games with me, Jasmine. I know it came from you."
Jasmine's breath quickened, her composure crumbling. "Mr. Vaughn, I swear, I didn't mean any harm. It was just... talk."
"Just talk?" Vaughn's voice was a dangerous whisper. "Do you have any idea what damage you've caused? Do you have any idea what this kind of slander can do to someone's reputation?"
Jasmine's eyes widened, her face ashen. "Sir... I..."