Nicole spoke softly, but her tone was dead serious.
I-is she saying something else? Is there a hidden message somewhere?
Nicole later got the handwritten documents from Evan. She had spent the entire night rewriting it, but rip! She tore those documents up without any hesitation. One after another… until everything was in pieces.
She then tossed those shreds in the air, and they danced like snow on a beautiful winter night.
Evan narrowed his eyes. This woman spent the entire night writing everything, then tore them apart herself. What game is she playing?
Evan was still trying to figure it out when Nicole turned around and walked away gracefully.
She was cool, determined, wild, and free.
Who would’ve thought that this woman can be so cool?
At that moment, Evan found himself a little lost with anxiety slowly creeping up in him as he stared at her walking away.
Evan instinctively tightened his fist. Nicole Lane got off easy. She deserved the treatment she received compared to all the vile things she had done. What I did was nothing!
The glint in Evan’s eyes became less bright when he walked into his office. He hadn’t even sat down before his door was knocked.
“Come in.”
John rushed over as soon as Evan finished speaking.
“Ms. Tussaud refused to translate the document from A Nation and is leaving, Mr. Seet. Maybe…”
“She has resigned. Have someone else translate the document.”
“What? Uh… Um…” said John, who looked surprised when he heard what Evan said. He seemed to be at a loss for words after that.
Evan shifted his gaze to John and barked, “What? Why are you acting like the company can’t survive without her?”
John seemed troubled when he replied, “We regularly receive sizable orders from A Nation, but the company never accepted them because no one is fluent in that language. After Ms. Tussaud joined us, we finally had the skill needed, so yesterday afternoon, we accepted our clients’ orders from A Nation. Every single one of those business transactions is over a hundred million in value, and we need the related documents translated immediately.”
Evan glared at John, “So?”
John answered nervously, “The translator before Ms. Tussaud, Jimmy, used to translate documents from A Nation, but Jimmy doesn’t fully understand that language. Hence, we can’t get him to work on those documents. Uhm… So, uh, t-the company needs Ms. Tussaud. She’s the only one who can do it.”
She’s the only one? Huh, that is ridiculous! Those documents aren’t holy scriptures, and there is no way that only she can translate them!
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