Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 196

The sharp staccato of high heels echoed off the gleaming marble floor, crisp and cold, each step radiating a steely determination that warned others to stay away.

Without glancing back, Gwyneth yanked open the heavy office door and strode out, shutting the pair inside—two people who made her stomach turn—firmly behind her.

Inside the office, a dead silence hung in the air.

Julian stared at the closed door, his face darkening until it seemed almost stormy. His grip on the pen in his hand was so tight that his knuckles blanched.

Of course he didn’t want to sign.

Gwyneth’s skills and her network were powerful assets—ones he’d counted on when the day came to face off against Bennett.

Letting her go now was as good as setting a wolf loose in the wild.

“Julian…”

Queenie slinked closer, her voice oozing sweetness and seduction as she curled herself around him.

“Isn’t it better this way?” she purred. “Now you don’t have to see her every day, getting in your way.”

Her tone suddenly changed, turning coy and teasing as she batted her lashes at him.

“Or… do you just not want to let her go?”

Julian’s left hand slid around Queenie’s waist, a silent gesture to calm her, but he said nothing. His right hand hovered uncertainly over the resignation letter, pen tip poised above the signature line—yet he couldn’t bring himself to sign.

Let her go?

Or hold on?

That single thin sheet of paper now weighed heavier than lead.

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Time slipped by as Gwyneth busied herself with packing and handing off her final tasks. Outside the window, the blazing noon sun mellowed into a lazy golden haze as afternoon crept in.

She sat at the desk she would soon leave behind, her fingers tapping out the last period on her final handover document.

All afternoon, the office next door—the one that now belonged to Bennett—remained silent and sealed. Not a sound.

Where had he disappeared to?

The question flickered through her mind, but more immediate concerns pushed it aside.

Her resignation process moved at breakneck speed.

The notification from HR had already landed in her inbox. Julian had signed off.

Gwyneth glanced at the cold, impersonal “Resignation Approved” email on her screen and let out a wry half-smile.

Queenie must have worked some magic behind closed doors to get Julian to yield so quickly.

But it hardly mattered now.

From the moment she walked out of Julian’s office, she’d severed all ties to that place—and to those two. The next time they met, they’d be rivals.

Efficiently, she emptied her desk drawers, gathering her few personal things into a simple cardboard box. Anything that belonged to the company—including the badge that marked her as “Mr. Boyd’s Secretary”—she laid neatly on the desk.

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