Chapter 3 Resignation Report

The male assistant stared in shock at the phone screen after the call was abruptly disconnected. He hesitated for a few seconds, then quickly sprinted away.

He didn't know the room number of Alfred from the Evergreen Group, but Katherine had always been kind to him, and he couldn't just stand by and watch her be bullied.

Time seemed to stretch endlessly until the sudden wail of an ambulance siren pierced the air outside the hotel.

The male assistant was still at the front desk, trying to find the room number.

As he watched the medical staff rush past with a stretcher, his heart skipped a beat with a sense of dread, prompting him to quickly follow them.

The elevator stopped on the twenty-third floor.

The male assistant was the first to dash out, relieved to see Katherine standing in the hallway, her clothes neat and tidy. He breathed a sigh of relief.

The medical staff hurried past him towards Katherine.

She pointed towards the room and said something to them, prompting them to rush inside.

It wasn't long before Alfred was carried out, wearing a bathrobe, clutching his throat, struggling to breathe, his face was severely swollen.

As the medical staff hurriedly left with him, the male assistant stood in front of Katherine, wide-eyed, and asked," Katherine, what happened?"

Katherine replied," He had a severe allergic reaction to mangoes."

"Allergy? Didn't he know he was allergic?"

Katherine lowered her gaze, masking the brief chill in her eyes, and brushed off the remaining mango powder from her fingers, smiling without answering.

The male assistant asked again," What about the contract? Did you get it?"

Katherine raised the document bag in her hand.

The contract was already signed.

The next day, after ordering a bouquet of flowers to be sent to the hospital via her phone, Katherine and Bryson, the male assistant, boarded the car back to Sacford.

"Katherine, last night was terrifying! After you left, I quickly called Mr. Murphy... " Bryson stopped mid-sentence, suddenly realizing he had let something slip.

He quickly glanced at Katherine's expression.

As expected, her smile had become somewhat stiff.

So he knew?

The bitterness overwhelmed her, spreading through her body, making her fingertips tingle with discomfort.

The alcohol she drank last night began to take its toll, churning her stomach with waves of pain.

Seeing Katherine's face turn pale, Bryson realized he had misspoken and quickly turned his head to feign sleep.

Although he had only been in the job for less than six months, he had heard rumors about Katherine and Vincent's relationship.

Not long after Bryson pretended to sleep, he heard the sound of keyboard typing beside him.

Katherine was writing her resignation letter.

As her fingers tapped the keys, her thoughts drifted away.

Five years ago, she had just become Vincent's personal secretary.

Vincent took her to a dinner meeting, but midway through, he had to leave unexpectedly.

Just like last night, the partners at the table began to make advances, even attempting to take her, half-drunk, back to their room.

Vincent suddenly appeared and swiftly subdued the man, carrying her away.

At that time, her brother's surgery had just failed, and overwhelmed by emotions, she clung desperately to Vincent's suit collar and cried in his arms.

She remembered Vincent being very patient with her then, comforting her by saying," It's okay now, don't be afraid, this won't happen again."

That night marked the beginning of their absurd relationship, publicly as boss and subordinate, privately as lovers.

As she typed the final period, Katherine couldn't distinguish whether the pain was from her stomach or elsewhere; all she knew was that she felt unwell everywhere.

Before returning to the company, she forced herself to visit the pharmacy downstairs to buy painkillers.

"Take one at a time, and avoid alcohol after taking the medicine. Oh, and please avoid taking it if you're pregnant," the pharmacy clerk kindly reminded Katherine.

Pregnant?

Katherine's heart skipped a beat as she suddenly realized her period was three days overdue.

Her grip on the painkiller box tightened slightly," Could you also give me a pregnancy test, please?"