Reborn with Nothing but My Farm and Vengeance in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 492

Chapter 492: Chapter 492: The Transfer Document

The moment Caleb Summers pushed open his office door, the first thing he saw was his subordinate, Fiona Hollis, sitting in the corner.

Fiona Hollis had been assigned to Caleb Summers’s department two years ago. She was young, beautiful, and skilled at playing to her strengths, occasionally flirting with Caleb in subtle, ambiguous ways in exchange for special treatment and opportunities.

Although Caleb Summers and his wife, Zoe Kane, had a good marriage, few men could resist a dalliance on the side. Besides, Caleb wasn’t one to walk the straight and narrow, so the two of them often exchanged flirtatious glances in the office.

Fiona Hollis was vibrant and captivating, gentle and sophisticated—a completely different type from the sweet, delicate Zoe Kane. The forbidden thrill of it all was intoxicating for Caleb Summers.

Looking at Fiona Hollis’s elegant figure from behind, Caleb Summers couldn’t help but smile.

He walked over, familiarly placing a hand on Fiona Hollis’s shoulder and giving it a suggestive squeeze. "Hollis," he said, his voice laced with a smile, "hard at work?"

The warmth of his hand on her shoulder made Fiona Hollis stiffen slightly. Any other time, she would have turned with a smile and cooed a few soft words to Caleb Summers. But now...

Fiona Hollis shrugged his hand off her shoulder with a look of disgust. She rolled her eyes and snapped, "What is wrong with you! Keep your hands to yourself!"

Fiona Hollis’s expression and attitude left Caleb Summers stunned. ’What’s gotten into her? Why is Hollis reacting like this?’

Caleb Summers stared blankly at Fiona Hollis, completely bewildered. ’Isn’t Hollis supposed to lean in, smile, and call me "Summers"?’

’Isn’t she supposed to check the cut on my forehead with a look of concern, then tenderly blow on it for me?’

’Why is she giving me such a look of disgust?’

Before Caleb Summers could even react, Fiona Hollis had already stood up. She picked up a document from her desk and, without a single glance in his direction, turned and strode out of the room.

Watching her leave, Caleb Summers rubbed his nose, completely baffled. He muttered, "...What was that all about... So bizarre..."

He sat down sullenly at his own desk, only to notice a document lying there that hadn’t been there before.

Puzzled, he picked it up and saw it was a transfer order.

The moment he saw the word "transfer," Caleb Summers’s eyes flew wide, and his heart skipped a beat.

’Could it be...?!’

’Have the Sheffields already pulled the strings for me?’

’Is this the order promoting and transferring me to the new reconstruction department?’

At this thought, Caleb became so excited his breathing grew ragged, and his heart began to pound in his chest.

It was as if a thousand fireworks had just exploded in his mind. He was so thrilled, his hands were trembling.

He had waited for this day for what felt like half his life, and now it was finally here! His career was finally about to take off!

All those years of eating dirt and biding his time had been worth it. Outlasting his former father-in-law and ex-wife had been worth it. Sacrificing his daughter had been worth it. A man of humble origins with no connections, he had finally carved out a path for himself in the bureaucracy!

However, the euphoria lasted only a few seconds.

Once he read the document’s contents clearly, Caleb Summers turned to stone.

He stared blankly at the document in his hands, muttering, "This... This can’t be right... How could... How could this happen..."

It was indeed a transfer order, but not to the reconstruction department. Instead, it was a transfer to a sinecure so pointless it couldn’t be more of a dead-end, a post even worse than the backwater department he was in before.

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