The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 628

Catherine spoke matter-of-factly. "I signed a non-disclosure agreement. I'm not going to leak any of SilverLeaf Industries' trade secrets."

"And if I refuse to let you go to Golden Horizon?" A dark, turbulent fury burned deep in Lance's eyes.

His gaze was so intense it made her heart pound with a strange, hollow anxiety. Because she actively avoided looking at him, she completely missed the raw emotion flashing in his eyes.

"My resignation and move to Golden Horizon were finalized ages ago. Why are you suddenly saying no?"

"Because before, you were just my employee. Now, you're my wife."

If word got out that his wife was working for a rival like Golden Horizon, it would humiliate him and drag the James family's reputation through the mud.

"It's a secret marriage. No one is going to know I'm your wife," Catherine reasoned. "I'll try to resolve things with the Lee family as fast as possible so we can get divorced. We won't even need to wait a full year."

This marriage was nothing more than a shield to scare off the Lee family.

It sounded simple enough, but shaking off someone as deeply entrenched and parasitic as Geoffrey was never going to be easy.

Lance pinched the bridge of his nose, the restless frustration inside him threatening to boil over.

He rested his fingertips against his forehead, his lowered lashes concealing the dark storm brewing in his eyes.

Catherine pressed her lips together, completely baffled by his strong reaction.

"You can work at Golden Horizon, but there's no need to move out of the house. It's safe here," Lance finally said, leaning back. "As for the money, we'll settle the tab once the Lee family is dealt with. Every last cent. I'll do the math myself."

He settled against the backrest of his chair, resting one hand casually on the handle of the stroller.

"Gavin is going to find me an apartment with top-tier security..."

Catherine reflexively shot down his offer.

Lance was acting more erratic by the day. She couldn't read him anymore, and all she wanted was to put some distance between them.

"And what exactly do you think Geoffrey will assume the moment he finds out you've moved out?" Lance countered.

Geoffrey had merely gone quiet; he certainly hadn't given up on dragging Catherine back into their chaotic fold.

"Just eat," Lance muttered, picking his fork back up.

He barely touched his plate. Leaving most of his food untouched, he announced he was full and walked away, taking Lanny with him.

Their financial debate had completely shattered the atmosphere, leaving them both without an appetite.

Catherine hadn't eaten much either. She quietly cleared the table.

But she didn't have the mental energy to dwell on the tense, odd dynamic between her and Lance.

The sheer pressure of returning to the corporate world and integrating into Golden Horizon Enterprises felt like a mountain on her shoulders. She had to get herself into work mode and catch up on their internal operations immediately.

Late into the night, long after Lanny had fallen asleep, she sat hunched over her laptop, poring over documents.

Next door, Lance stood on his balcony. He rolled an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his intense gaze fixed on the square of light spilling onto the lawn from her window.

He stood there past midnight. It wasn't until her light finally clicked off that his silhouette dissolved into the pitch-black night.