Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0276

ANASTASIA

I scanned the memo on my computer screen, the words "Corporate Retreat" and "Team-Building" jumping out at me. The office buzzed with excitement, the rest of my colleagues chatting animatedly about the upcoming getaway.

"Can you believe it? A whole week in Hawaii!" A blonde haired woman exclaimed, hovering over my

shoulder.

"I know, right? I've already started a mental assemblage of all the vacation outfits I'll be needing," chimed in another man from across the room.

Their excitement, glaring as it was, did not seem to cut through my dampened mood. Hawaii? I forced a smile, trying to hide my disappointment. I knew I would not be able to attend because of the state of Amie's health.

It wasn't so much of a topic of debate especially when the life of my daughter was involved. I would always put her interest first.

My fingers flew across the keyboard as I typed a message to decline the retreat offer. "Sorry, I won't be able to attend the corporate retreat due to personal reasons..."

I had barely completed the first sentence in when a stack of paper dropped on my desk, momentarily distracting me from my purpose on my computer. It was Remi.

"Anastasia, I need you to work on this document and submit it to my office personally."

after saving my draft.

It's a priority

done." I called after her. A deep sigh escaped my lips when the buzz

waiting to be sent.

no choice. In that conclusion, I push those burdensome thoughts out of my head to

handed me now open on my computer screen. The file was labeled "Product Specification Sheet: New Plant-Based Protein Bar." I began reviewing the contents, eyes scanning the sections on ingredients, nutritional

suggestions, new ideas for improvement, ensuring every detail was

same neat file it came in and

I walked into her space with the file in hand. "I really

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smile to mirror hers, downplaying my efforts. "So, here's the finished spec sheet. I made sure to

up even more. "It looks perfect, Ana. Exactly up to par. But that isn't the

faltered, confusion visible on my features. She tucked the files away in her drawer, then pointed to a seat in front of her. I did as asked, wanting to

that thing again, probing into your life through your eyes. Soon, her expression turned concerned, her voice softening. "I overheard something and I'm sorry if

as my eyes fell to my thighs. "No, I won't be in attendance. I was just going to tell you about it." I

understanding my plight. "Is it because of Amie? How is

reply but it cracked anyway, ladened with sadness. "She's... she's