The Divorce Papers Tasted Like Revenge (Tracy and Chandler) novel Chapter 5

When Tracy came back from the restroom, the meal was nearly over, and before long, the gathering dispersed.

By the time she returned home, Chandler still wasn’t back. She showered, then went straight to bed.

She slept without dreams.

The next morning, Tracy went to work as usual.

After finishing last month’s work summary, she knocked on the CFO’s office door.

He skimmed through her report, nodded in satisfaction, and watched her leave. Only then did he open his drawer, take out the resignation letter Tracy had handed him yesterday, and head to HR.

As the elevator doors opened, he ran into Quinton, Chandler’s assistant. "Greetings, Mr. Quinton," he said with a smile.

Quinton nodded back.

As the doors closed, Quinton asked, "Mr. Felix, which floor are you headed to?"

"Tenth floor."

Quinton hesitated, then casually added, "Also going to HR for some paperwork?"

Felix shook the resignation in his hand. "No, I’m submitting Tracy’s resignation."

Quinton’s expression shifted. Thinking he had misheard, he asked again, "Who did you say resigned?"

"Tracy Xander, of course," Felix replied, giving him a strange look.

Why was Quinton reacting so strongly? Could it be he also valued Tracy’s abilities and didn’t want her to leave?

With a sigh, Felix added, "I wanted to persuade her to stay, but she said it was for health reasons. I couldn’t push. After all, health comes first."

As Chandler’s personal assistant, Quinton knew very well who Tracy was.

He glanced at the letter in Felix’s hand. Sure enough, Tracy’s signature was at the bottom.

A flicker of surprise passed through him, followed quickly by a sneer. Tracy was healthy—she didn’t look ill at all.

Most likely she was faking sickness to get Mr. Gaunt’s attention. Just another petty trick to compete for favor.

When the elevator stopped, Felix got off. Quinton finished his errand and then returned to the seventeenth floor.

He dropped some files with the secretary and saw another secretary preparing to deliver documents to Chandler’s office.

Quinton stepped over. "I’ll take those. You can get back to your work. I need to see Mr. Gaunt anyway."

Relieved, the secretary handed the documents over. "Thanks, Mr. Quinton. Coffee’s on me next time."

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