Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 321: Beware of Ghosts

Upon hearing the word "resign," Heather panicked immediately.

"Manager, this really wasn't my fault, please believe me!"

"I'm not interested in the details or the process, I only care about the results, and the results are that your work has deeply embarrassed the president. It nearly caused trouble for everyone in the company. A mistake is a mistake, no matter the reason behind it, and I don't want to hear your excuses."

Heather knew Aurora was a stickler for details, but only at this moment did she truly understand the chilling nature of her coldness.

Exhausted from a sleepless night, she now felt as though she had fallen into an ice cellar. She couldn't believe these words were coming from Aurora.

"Manager, are you asking me to resign?"

"According to company policy, there really is no need for you to stay. Everyone must pay for their actions," Aurora stated flatly, looking down at her from her position of authority.

Heather didn't cry or make a scene; she simply let go, saying indifferently, "Alright, I understand. I'll prepare my resignation letter now."

Aurora didn't respond and turned back to her work, leaving the office in shock at her coldness. Everyone had thought she valued Heather greatly, likely sharing a close relationship, but Aurora didn't speak a word in her defense or even listen to her explanations.

Was this woman too indifferent? The others began to doubt their previous impressions; Aurora clearly never cared much for Heather.

Regardless of what others thought, Ivy was quite pleased; Heather had slapped her once, and now she was getting her due punishment.

Watching Heather type her resignation letter, tears fell on the keyboard with each keystroke.

She couldn't understand it; Aurora had taught her to change, and now Aurora was the one driving her away.

After printing her resignation, she dried her tears and approached Mrs. Lyman, "Mrs. Lyman, be careful walking at night-you might encounter ghosts."

Mrs. Lyman had thought it would take more effort to drive Heather away, but Aurora had made it easy, showing that Heather was not as important to her as she thought.

eyes, Mrs. Lyman felt a twinge of guilt; in the corporate world, such maneuvers were common, yet they hurt those who, unlike some, truly needed

didn't even glance at her as Heather, holding

times, especially after Aurora

this; it was hard

as calm and heartless as when Heather

Heather was just an ordinary employee; her departure was insignificant, like an ant leaving no trace

the glass door, hearing the familiar cold voice

to Aurora, wondering if she really was that heartless, unwilling even to glance her way as she kept her eyes fixed

took the resignation letter, her eyes devoid of emotion. She glanced

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"Yes..."

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thought. What was she hoping for,

she meant

"Wait."

out from behind her. Heather turned around, filled with hope, even a single word on her behalf would have been enough to make sense of it

seemingly oblivious to the hope on Heather's face, said indifferently, "Also, tell her she

that window seat for her, and now, before she even left, it was being

had been hurt countless times throughout

someone was piercing her heart with

she could reply was, "Yes, manager, any further instructions? If not,

"Go on."

turned away, the desolate figure retreating. She knew well what must be going

dumped a pile of unfinished reports on Ivy, who was idly munching on

suddenly cluttered with documents, Ivy immediately frowned and snapped, "Are you out of your