Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 283

“Who’s going to handle the tech support for the branch in the Aurelian Reach?”

After Maura Kestrel, the supervisor at Silvergale Computing, asked the question, everyone in the office bowed their heads.

No one said a word.

Everyone knew the Aurelian Reach project was a disaster. The client was difficult, the budget had been slashed in half, and it was a factory retrofit project—all hard work with no reward. Most importantly, year-end evaluations were just around the corner. Who wanted to leave the Jarrow City headquarters to be out in the cold right now?

“What’s wrong? You’re all so chatty in the breakroom, but suddenly you’re all mute when it matters?” Maura sneered, her eyes scanning the room before landing, quite naturally, on the desk in the corner.

A woman was sitting there.

“Grace,” Maura called out.

Grace was organizing blueprints. She didn’t stop what she was doing, merely lifting her eyes. “Yes, supervisor?”

“You go.”

Maura tossed the project file onto Grace’s desk. “You’re new anyway. It’ll be a good opportunity for you to get some field experience. It’ll be good for you.”

A few stifled snickers echoed around the office.

Grace’s hand rested on her knee.

She had forgotten to take her painkillers this morning, and now it felt like a thousand icy needles were piercing her bones. Every movement was excruciating.

“I’m not going.”

Grace’s voice was soft but clear.

The office fell silent.

Maura blinked, then her brow furrowed. “What did you say? You’re a new hire on probation and you dare to be picky?”

“I have a leg injury. I’m not suited for long-distance travel,” Grace stated, her face devoid of emotion.

“A leg injury?” Maura laughed theatrically. “Oh my, anyone would think you’re a delicate flower. Is a train ride going to break your leg? Grace, this company doesn’t pay for slackers. Either you go, or you get out!”

Just then, Grace’s phone, sitting on the corner of her desk, vibrated.

“Hey, did you guys hear? Ethan from the Ward Group, didn’t he go bankrupt? I heard he’s been frantically looking for a doctor…”

“To be honest, I thought Ethan was long dead.”

“I heard Ethan’s ex-wife is Mr. Clarke’s new wife, the one who went missing a while ago…”

The buzzing of whispers filled the air.

Grace paid them no mind.

She stuffed the pill bottles into her bag and used the desk to pull herself to her feet.

Since she was going to the Aurelian Reach, she might as well show a few people just how many faces her injured legs could still crush.

The rain in the Aurelian Reach was gentler than in Jarrow City, but somehow colder, more chilling.

Grace stood outside the client’s server room, dragging her suitcase behind her.