The Billionaire’s Fight For Redemption (Noah and Sierra) novel Chapter 273

I get a series of okays from the rest, but Jocelyn remains silent, fuming in her seat.

I settle at my desk, powering up my computer, ready to actually work for once without my thoughts spiraling.

I’ve barely gotten comfortable when the receptionist pokes her head into the lab.

“Sierra? HR is asking for you.”

Everything stops and for a moment the room feels like it’s been frozen in time.

“What for?” I ask.

She shrugs. “They didn’t say. Just asked me to send you up.”

A flicker of unease moves through me. I’ve only ever been to HR once, and that was on my very first day of work.

“Okay,” I say slowly.

My team watches as I stand.

“What’s going on, Si?” Benji asks.

I shrug at him. “I don’t know.”

As I pass Jocelyn’s desk, she looks up and smirks.

I take in the full shape of her smile. There’s something anticipatory about it. Like she knows something I don’t.

I leave the room and head toward the HR office. My heart stutters, a slow dread creeping in as a single thought settles heavy in my chest... Something is wrong.

I knock, then step inside at the sound of a clipped “Come in.”

The office smells like paper and cold coffee and the woman behind the desk doesn’t smile. Her glasses hang low on her nose as she flips through a file.

“You asked for me?” I say.

She looks up. “Take a seat, Sierra.”

I do, clasping my hands together in my lap. I don’t like this. I don’t like the way my pulse has started to race.

I sit there, my body growing cold by the moment as I wait for her to finally speak. To tell me why she called for me.

Finally, she sighs and adjusts her glasses. “An anonymous report was made yesterday concerning a possible breach of confidentiality.”

My stomach drops, and every nerve ending in my body freezes.

“What?” I blurt out.

“If the investigation reveals wrongdoing,” she continues, unmoved, “your employment will be terminated, and legal action will be pursued.”

I stare at her, numbly. I can’t think clearly and no words form on my lips.

How the fuck is this possible? Who would make such a report about me?

She closes the file. “You’re dismissed.”

I stand on legs that feel like they don’t belong to me and walk out numbly.

The hallway feels too long and too quiet, even though my mind is nothing but a mess.

I’m halfway down when I stop short, as I come face to face with Jocelyn. She is leaning against the wall, arms crossed with a smug satisfaction written all over her face.

I don’t even have the energy to deal with her, not after the blow I’ve just been dealt.

“What do you want now?” I ask hoarsely, my body feeling like it’s about to collapse.

She pushes off the wall and tilts her head. “Did you like my little surprise?”

The last thread holding me together snaps as I realize that this wasn’t a coincidence. This was planned… And suddenly, the happiness I walked in with this morning feels like a cruel joke.