Chapter 129


    Chapter 129


    The rm clock had been ringing for a long time before I could vaguely hear the sound. Slowly, I


    regained consciousness from my deep sleep.


    I looked at my phone. It was nine o’clock in the morning. At least it wasn’t the afternoon.


    My office hours began at ten a.m., so I still had time to get to work.


    When I got to the office building, I didn’t go to my office, instead going straight to the top floor. L had


    wanted me to do the handover yesterday, so I wanted to do it first thing today.


    I knocked on the door of L’s office. “Hi, L. I’m here to hand over my projects.”


    L’s expression changed slightly when she saw me. “Come in.”


    I walked to L’s desk. “Since Margaret is unwilling to take on any of my workload, who I should hand


    things over to?”


    L paused for a second, and then her cheeks tinged red a hint before she said, “Taya, you’ve been


    working here for five years. You’re going to be hard to rece, and everyone already has a full


    workload. Can’t you work until I find a suitable person to take over?”


    There were so many assistants in my department, I could casily hand things off to someone. MPC was


    always busy, but nothing. was out of the ordinary in terms of workloads right now. Why did I suddenly


    have to wait until L found a suitable person?


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    Something was off.


    Frowning, I asked, “Didn’t you send me a message yesterday morning and ask me to hand over my


    work? Why did you change your mind so quickly?”


    L opened her mo uth to speak, then gave a sigh before continuing. “Ms. Thorin approved your


    resignation yesterday morning, so I sent you that message. But not long after, she said that she didn’t


    agree to your resignation.”


    Wait, what? That wasn’t what we spoke about.


    “Why did shee back and say that she didn’t approve my resignation?” I asked.


    L shrugged. “I don’t know. You will have to speak to her. I was following orders.”


    I wanted to press L further, but it wouldn’t matter. This was between Tara and me. L was just the


    messenger.


    I pressed my lips together, turned around, and went straight to Tara’s office.


    She was sitting behind herrge desk, answering a phone call. Her tone was gentle as she asked if the


    other party had