The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 270

There were plenty of branches desperate for staff. Lance listed a few locations, and Catherine picked the one farthest away without hesitation.

Getting out of Cabinda was all she cared about.

“I’ll let you know once I decide,” Lance said, his voice cold.

Catherine nodded. “Alright.”

He didn’t say anything else, so she added, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

The truth was, her transfer wasn’t why Lance had called her in. The “nothing else” she mentioned was still hanging between them, unspoken. Lance wanted to ask, but the words just wouldn’t come. He watched as Catherine walked out of the office, step by step, and when the door clicked shut, she was gone.

He pulled the cigarette from his mouth, crushed it in his hand, and let the tobacco scatter over his pant leg and shoes. It took him a long moment before he finally tossed the mangled cigarette into the trash with more force than necessary.

Outside, Catherine paused after leaving and glanced back at the closed door. For a second, she had the crazy thought that Lance might chase after her.

She’d worked for him long enough to know when something was weighing on his mind. Maybe it was the transfer. Maybe it was his wedding to Adelina coming up, all the chaos piling up at once.

After a brief pause, Catherine headed to Aaron’s office to pick up whatever he’d said she left behind.

She knocked, pushed the door open, and found Aaron scrambling up from his desk like she’d caught him doing something wrong.

“Catherine, you finished talking?” he asked, voice a little shaky.

She stepped inside. “Talking about what?”

For a second, Aaron nearly blurted out the truth, but when he looked closer, Catherine seemed totally calm. No sign of panic, nothing to show her secret had been exposed.

“Lance said he wanted to talk to you,” Aaron tried, testing the waters.

Catherine thought back. They’d talked about the transfer, which counted as “something.”

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