Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419 

Tricia was mad as hell. She whipped out her phone, and dialed Maja. 

At that moment, Maja was still lost in dreamland, answering the call in a daze, only to be met with Tricia’s furious rant on the other end. 

“You shameless jerk! Karma’s going to bite you in the ass! Just you wait and watch!” 

What an absolute drama queen! 

Maja hung up in a heartbeat and resumed her beauty sleep. 

Tricia was left screaming her lungs out; tears and snot mingling down her face. 

She tried to storm up to the second floor of the mansion, but the bodyguard stopped her in her tracks. 

“Ms. Pennyfeather, Mr. Pennyfeather is resting.” 

“Dad! Dad! I’m your only daughter! How can you do this to me!” 

She cried out, rage burning in her eyes, looking every bit the lunatic, 

But all was quiet upstairs, no one responded to her call. 

Tricia was so furious she was shaking, and nearly fainting. 

Her health was never great, the screaming and crying took a toll on her. 

But Neil never showed up. 

Tricia’s eyes grew cold. 

She snatched the bank card from the lawyer’s hand, scoffing, “I’m getting the hell out of Greenfield right now. What’s the pin for this card?” 

She showed the lawyer the flight ticket she’d already bought on her phone. After a moment, the lawyer rattled off a string of numbers. 

“Ms. Pennyfeather, Mr. Pennyfeather has the right to freeze this card at any time. If anyone spots you in Greenfield later, your card will be frozen.” Tricia just sneered, her nails digging into her palm until blood marked the floor. 

She wasn’t going down without a fight; she’d get back at Maja come hell or high water. 

Yes, all because of that shameless Maja. 

Maja stole her position as the Pennyfeather family’s daughter and usurped her role as lan’s wife! 

But no worries, her upcoming plans would be a death sentence for Maja! 

When Maja went to the office, she ran into the janitor in the lobby again. 

The janitor was mopping the floor with great concentration; she had a bucket in hand. 

Maja paused, finding her familiar, but couldn’t quite place her. 

Upon reaching her office on the top floor, she started dealing with company files and summoned the HR director. 

The HR director was one of the few who’d climbed the ranks to leadership, only thirty years old but quite inconspicuous. 

The main reason was that there were too many old leaders, who didn’t quite accept late bloomers like him. 

But surviving in the Pennyfeather group environment was no ordinary feat. The HR director was no pushover. 

“Ms. Pennyfeather.” 

“Any resignations yet?” 

Maja asked nonchalantly, accepting the files he handed over. 

None of the eight people she’d named had resigned. 

“I haven’t received any resignation notices yet. I’ve sent people to discuss compensation with them, but they aren’t cooperating.“‘ 

Maja looked up at the HR director. 

After a few seconds, she tossed the files back onto the desk. 

“Staff turnover is HR’s responsibility. I can sign off on the compensation on behalf of the company, but don’t bring it up in front of me again.” 

Everyone in the workplace was cunning. The HR director might not have talked to those people at all, because, without the resignation notice, nobody knew for sure if they were really leaving the company or not. If he approached them, he might offend people and face trouble later. 

Maja figured out his game pretty quickly – he didn’t want to piss off either side. 

The HR director didn’t expect Maja to react so swiftly and quickly bowed his head. 

“I’ll try to persuade them again.” 

“You may leave. Also, inform others that the representatives from Silverstone Enterprises may come here to sign a contract today. Make sure to thoroughly check the paint quality; we can’t afford any mishaps.” 

The man nodded, breaking out in a coid sweat, then left respectfully.