Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 11

Chapter 11:

“Are you busy?” Brian asked.

“Yeah, I’m handling some work,” said Rachel.

“How about lunch together at noon?” he asked again.

“Aren’t you worried someone might find out about us? I’ll just eat at the cafeteria on my own.” She turned him down without hesitation. “If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up.”

“Wait…” Brian had come home early today, only to find the house empty. It wasn’t hard to figure out—she must have already known about his late-night departure. That would explain why her voice was so distant, so cold.

“Tracy got into trouble after drinking too much last night. I couldn’t just ignore it, but I came straight home once everything was handled.”

Rachel’s response was flat. “Okay. I understand.”

Brian’s brows furrowed instantly. That was it? She didn’t ask for details, didn’t press him for an explanation. He had expected her to be upset, maybe even lash out at him. Instead, she was indifferent—too indifferent.

“Rachel, don’t you have—”

Before he could finish, Samira pushed open the door and reported, “Ms. Marsh, Maddox is almost here.”

“I’m busy. I gotta go.” Rachel ended the call without a second thought. Noticing the exhaustion in her expression, Samira hesitated before asking, “Are you alright?”

Rachel ran a hand through her tousled hair, exhaled slowly, and straightened her posture. “Let him in.”

“Yes.”

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When Maddox walked in, he was dressed in a tailored navy blue suit, his hair styled to perfection.

He carried himself like the picture of a seasoned businessman.

“Ms. Marsh, what can I do for you?” Maddox asked with an easy smile. From his relaxed demeanor, it was clear he had no clue why he’d been summoned.

drawn-out pleasantries. The decision had already been made. No need to waste

a stack of documents onto the

the moment he saw the design blueprints. By the time he had skimmed through all the

to be a misunderstanding. I swear, the

reaction. It didn’t faze her in the

Then take a

is the one thing this company will never tolerate. You crossed the line. I suggest you resign voluntarily. You won’t be receiving your salary for this month, nor

Maddox’s eyes darkened with fury as

Rachel wasn’t going to back down, he abandoned all pretense, letting

secrets, compromising the company, and causing us to

you spent working here, which is why I’m giving you the chance to leave with a shred of dignity. But if you refuse, I’ll have no choice but to fire you and

sharp, her expression colder than ever—nothing

working, Maddox changed tactics. He had heard that she had a soft heart. If pleading

thud, he dropped

the best of me, but I swear—this

you, think of all the years I’ve

was so flawless,

he had done wasn’t just a mistake—it was a betrayal. And that was

up. A man like you has no place here.” Her tone remained as cold as steel. “Letting you resign is the only kindness I’m willing to extend. Now, get up, walk out that door, and go to HR. It’s

voice remained composed

from her usual demeanor. Maddox’s fists clenched against

the floor,

lifted his head, the menace had vanished, replaced by a carefully constructed

you one last time—are you sure you want that? What happens if I refuse

authorities and let them deal with it.” Rachel’s tone remained cool, matter-of-fact. “If that happens, you won’t just be out of a job—you’ll be facing criminal

this for my own good. It seems I owe you a proper thank

that, he offered a slight bow and strode out of

he crossed the threshold, his

face twisted into something sinister—his expression so dark it looked

down her spine. “He seems dangerous. His

this company,” Rachel replied, her voice

it’s a

key role in this. I’ll make sure your performance