anwhile, in the lobby of a business hotel in the city center, in a corner of the VIP lounge.
Vincent Hawthorne had just finished a business dinner, sitting there discussing matters with Rhys Lucas and Cody Crawford.
Vincent’s phone was casually placed on the table, so when Tanya Sinclair called, the screen lit up, and everyone saw it.
Vincent seed to have anticipated that Tanya would call; he calmly sipped his tea, with no intention of answering.
Rhys Lucas was watching the scene unfold.
He always looked down on Tanya, seeing her as a scheming woman with impure intentions, marrying Vincent through underhandedness. Sooner or later, Vincent would kick her out.
Cody couldn’t help but say, "Vincent, aren’t you going to pick up?"
Vincent held his teacup, his expression indifferent, "I’ve been too easy on her these days; it’s ti to leave her be."
He already guessed why Tanya was urgently trying to reach him; it must be about that piece of equipnt.
He did it on purpose.
This was his way of giving Tanya a warning.
He had reviewed Cindy Lynn’s preliminary plan, which wasn’t as good as Tanya’s. But since it caught Westgard Pharmaceuticals’ eye, it was undoubtedly not bad.
What he wanted was rely an opportunity to collaborate with Westgard Pharmaceuticals, not a hundred percent flawless result!
Moreover, there was a deeper reason...
Vincent rubbed his teacup, his gaze dark.
Indeed, the recently unusual Tanya was more interesting than before; she no longer agreed with him on everything, bringing freshness to Vincent.
But Tanya seed addicted to the ga, repeatedly rejecting him.
Vincent’s grip on the teacup tightened slightly.
The tea inside rippled quietly in circles.
It was ti to let Tanya taste so hardship, to let her know that so tricks lose their fun when overdone.
The ringing stopped.
Rhys chuckled coldly, "Wait, it won’t take more than three minutes before Tanya’s second call cos in."
In the past, Tanya was like this; if she couldn’t reach Vincent, she’d panic like crazy.
If Vincent was angry with her, it was like the sky was falling.
Though Vincent said nothing, he left the phone on the table, occasionally glancing at it.
But ten minutes passed, and Tanya’s second call hadn’t co in.
Rhys couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow, "Did that woman change her ways?"
"..." Vincent lit a cigarette, saying nothing, but his handso face looked sowhat sullen beneath the swirling smoke.
Until the phone screen lit up again, and on the work chat app, Tanya’s avatar popped up, sending six ssages in a row.
Vincent’s slightly furrowed brow relaxed instantly.
Rhys sneered, "I wondered how long she’d hold out."
Just ten minutes of pretending, and her true nature as a sycophant was exposed.
Vincent picked up the phone, clicked in, and the slight curve of his lips froze imdiately.
Of Tanya’s six ssages, five were photos of docunts, and the last was a video, with Jonah Rivers as a witness, recording the video as she used Vincent’s drawer stamp as proof.
Right after, Tanya’s seventh ssage popped up.
[President Hawthorne, this docunt is a reimbursent application for Serena Holloway in the RD departnt, who paid out of pocket for the past year. I’ve verified every expense, and the total amount is 23,724.
All receipts are here. If you don’t believe it, you can check them one by one. I’ll take full responsibility for any issues. I’m going to the finance departnt now to reimburse Serena Holloway.]
So, Tanya was making such a fuss not about the equipnt being given to RD Departnt Two, but to help reimburse Serena Holloway?!
Just for those twenty thousand dollars?
Vincent was almost amused with anger.
Playing hard to get didn’t work anymore, and now she’s using diversion tactics?
Vincent’s molars clenched slightly as he restrained his emotions, sending Tanya his location.
Vincent: [Co within half an hour.]
...
Tanya sent the ssage to Vincent then exited her work account, not even seeing the ssage Vincent sent afterward.
Her resignation letter was ready.
If all went as planned, by the end of the week, she’d have nothing to do with Zenith Group.
When she first joined the company, she checked the RD departnt’s expenditures and found that everyone except Serena Holloway could get reimbursed normally. All of Serena’s reimbursent slips for nearly a year had been withheld by Cindy Lynn for various reasons.
Clearly, since Serena didn’t play along, Cindy gave Serena a hard ti.
Twenty thousand dollars might just be the cost of a al for Vincent.
But for ordinary people, it was hard-earned money, the result of their labor!
Since she was Serena’s supervisor, she had to be responsible for her subordinates. Before leaving, she had to get back the money belonging to Serena!
"Ma’am, aren’t you going to call President Hawthorne again? I saw that in the ssages you sent through the work app, they’ve all been read by him. Perhaps when you called earlier, he was just busy and couldn’t pick up," Jonah Rivers gently suggested.
He noticed that Ma’am had truly changed since she woke up, different from five years ago.
Cooler, more dashing.
And for so reason, Jonah had a vague feeling that President Hawthorne would soon get kicked by Ma’am...
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