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."

computer after saving my

of today. It's a priority project,"

my lips when the buzz had quietened and I

at the draft still waiting to be sent. Was I making a mistake by not being

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

my cubicle, the document Remi handed me now open on my computer screen. The file was labeled "Product Specification Sheet:

and suggestions, new ideas for improvement, ensuring every detail was

stacked the papers back into the same neat file it came in and made my way to Remi's office

space with the file in hand. "I really

+25 BONUS

Chapter 0276

forced a sunny smile to mirror hers, downplaying my efforts. "So, here's the finished spec sheet.

even more. "It looks perfect, Ana. Exactly up to par. But that

faltered, confusion visible on my features. She tucked the files away in her drawer, then pointed to a seat in

Soon, her expression turned concerned, her voice softening. "I overheard something and I'm sorry if this feels like intrusion but

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

it because of Amie? How is she doing, by the

It was too much for me to handle at this point in my life. I cleared my throat to reply but it cracked anyway, ladened with sadness. "She's... she's still in