Upon her arrival at Chase Headquarters, Lyla took out a hundred in cash and handed it to the driver. Then, she stepped out of the taxi without waiting for her change.
Most of the employees had left by now and there were only a few of them working overtime on each floor of the headquarters. When the security guard manning the lobby downstairs saw Lyla, he quickly pressed the button for the elevator.
It wasn’t hard to guess why Lyla was here and the security guard was only being helpful as he said, “Miss Fisher, Director Chase has only just gone up.”
Lyla’s nails dug into her palms when she heard that. She entered the elevator before she pressed the button to close the door and for the designated floor respectively.
As the elevator began to make its climb, her chest tightened with rage and anxiousness. When the doors opened with a ‘ding’, she walked out and headed down the hallway.
It was quiet on this floor, but the lights were turned on.
Her eyes immediately found Sean’s office, which was situated at the end of the long hallway. She took a deep breath and wore a calm front as she marched toward the office.
Sean was staring at the document on his desk. It was nothing more than a simple set of divorce papers with neither signature nor stamp to validate it.
He had found it at Myra’s work station, which had been vacant ever since she left. When he returned to Chase Group earlier, he was inexplicably drawn toward her workstation whereupon he saw the divorce papers.
He remembered the time when everyone had accused her of leaking company trade secrets on Hilliville. She had said that the only thing she took from his office was a set of divorce papers and nothing else. No one had believed her, not even him himself.
Now that the divorce papers were before him, how could he believe Myra?
Could he believe that these divorce papers were, as she had said, taken from the desk in his office? Had she designed the documents to cover up for her lies instead?
Sean wasn’t sure what to think. All he knew was that if he had a chance to go back in time, he would not be so quick to judge Myra, although it was too late for him to do anything now.
“Sean!” A voice cried abruptly, pulling him from his thoughts.
He looked up with a frown to see that Lyla had stormed down the hallway and into his office.
There was a sour look on her face, and her eyes immediately registered the document on his desk. She was more than familiar with it. After all, she had been the one to type out the heading and now the words ‘Divorce Agreement’ seemed to leap off the page to greet their maker.
Lyla’s heart jolted and a moment later, she watched as Sean calmly slid the divorce papers to one side of his desk. He looked up at her and asked, “What’s wrong?”
She didn’t know why the papers were with him. She was sure that Myra had taken them. If the papers were here with him, could it mean that he’d figured things out?
Lyla could feel her heart racing and her fists were clenched at her sides. She seemed to have forgotten why she came in the first place.
When Sean saw that she was staring at the document with what looked like shock on her face, he pursed his lips and repeated flatly, “What’s wrong, Lyla?”
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