“As for the handover, just follow standard procedure.”
Seeing her resolve, Noah realized this wasn't just a lover's spat. He felt a massive headache coming on. He was just an employee; he couldn't afford to offend the CEO, nor could he offend the future CEO’s wife. He sighed in resignation. “Alright, we’ll start the process. A proper handover will take at least a day.”
“For today, please return to your desk. We should have an answer for you by the end of the workday.”
Liliana didn't make things difficult for him. It was a sudden resignation, and the company needed time to manage the transition. “Fine,” she nodded. It was lunchtime, so she left Noah’s office with him, planning to grab a bite in the cafeteria. But she’d barely taken two steps when she ran into Linton, with Isabella trailing beside him. Noah was standing in front of Liliana, so Linton didn't see her at first. His cool, crisp voice cut through the air.
“Mr. Briggs.” Linton’s expression was impassive. “You’re just the man I was looking for. Please handle her onboarding paperwork.”
“Ah?” Noah was startled, but quickly recovered. “Oh, yes, of course. For which department, Mr. Cooper?”
“The secretarial department.” Linton’s cold eyes flickered to the smiling Isabella at his side. “Executive secretary to the CEO.”
“…”

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