Meanwhile, in the lobby of a business hotel in the city center, in a corner of the VIP lounge.
Vincent Hawthorne had just finished a business dinner, sitting there discussing matters with Rhys Lucas and Cody Crawford.
Vincent’s phone was casually placed on the table, so when Tanya Sinclair called, the screen lit up, and everyone saw it.
Vincent seemed to have anticipated that Tanya would call; he calmly sipped his tea, with no intention of answering.
Rhys Lucas was watching the scene unfold.
He always looked down on Tanya, seeing her as a scheming woman with impure intentions, marrying Vincent through underhandedness. Sooner or later, Vincent would kick her out.
Cody couldn’t help but say, "Vincent, aren’t you going to pick up?"
Vincent held his teacup, his expression indifferent, "I’ve been too easy on her these days; it’s time to leave her be."
He already guessed why Tanya was urgently trying to reach him; it must be about that piece of equipment.
He did it on purpose.
This was his way of giving Tanya a warning.
He had reviewed Cindy Lynn’s preliminary plan, which wasn’t as good as Tanya’s. But since it caught Westgard Pharmaceuticals’ eye, it was undoubtedly not bad.
What he wanted was merely an opportunity to collaborate with Westgard Pharmaceuticals, not a hundred percent flawless result!
Moreover, there was a deeper reason...
Vincent rubbed his teacup, his gaze dark.
Indeed, the recently unusual Tanya was more interesting than before; she no longer agreed with him on everything, bringing freshness to Vincent.
But Tanya seemed addicted to the game, repeatedly rejecting him.
Vincent’s grip on the teacup tightened slightly.
The tea inside rippled quietly in circles.
It was time to let Tanya taste some hardship, to let her know that some tricks lose their fun when overdone.
Rhys chuckled coldly, "Wait, it won’t take more than three minutes before Tanya’s second call comes in."
In the past, Tanya was ; if she couldn’t reach Vincent, she’d panic like crazy.
If Vincent was angry with her, it was like the sky was falling.
Though Vincent said nothing, he left the phone on the table, occasionally glancing at it.
But ten minutes passed, and Tanya’s second call hadn’t come in.
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"..." Vincent lit a cigarette, saying nothing, but his handsome face looked somewhat sullen beneath the swirling smoke.
Until the phone screen lit up again, and on the work chat app, Tanya’s avatar popped up, sending six messages in a row.
Vincent’s slightly furrowed brow relaxed instantly.
Rhys sneered, "I wondered how long she’d hold out."
Just ten minutes of pretending, and her true nature as a sycophant was exposed.
Vincent picked up the phone, clicked in, and the slight curve of his lips froze immediately.
Of Tanya’s six messages, five were photos of documents, and the last was a video, with Jonah Rivers as a witness, recording the video as she used Vincent’s drawer stamp as proof.
Right after, Tanya’s seventh message popped up.
[President Hawthorne, this document is a reimbursement application for Serena Holloway in the RD department, who paid out of pocket for the past year. I’ve verified every expense, and the total amount is 23,724.
All receipts are here. If you don’t believe it, you can check them one by one. I’ll take full responsibility for any issues. I’m going to the finance department now to reimburse Serena Holloway.]
So, Tanya was making such a fuss not about the equipment being given to RD Department Two, but to help reimburse Serena Holloway?!
Just for those twenty thousand dollars?
Vincent was almost amused with anger.
Playing hard to get didn’t work anymore, and now she’s using diversion tactics?
Vincent’s molars clenched slightly as he restrained his emotions, sending Tanya his location.
Vincent: [Come within half an hour.]
Tanya sent the message to Vincent then exited her work account, not even seeing the message Vincent sent afterward.
Her resignation letter was ready.
If all went as planned, by the end of the week, she’d have nothing to do with Zenith Group.
When she first joined the company, she checked the RD department’s expenditures and found that everyone except Serena Holloway could get reimbursed normally. All of Serena’s reimbursement slips for nearly a year had been withheld by Cindy Lynn for various reasons.
Clearly, since Serena didn’t play along, Cindy gave Serena a hard time.
Twenty thousand dollars might just be the cost of a meal for Vincent.
But for ordinary people, it was hard-earned money, the result of their labor!
Since she was Serena’s supervisor, she had to be responsible for her subordinates. Before leaving, she had to get back the money belonging to Serena!
"Ma’am, aren’t you going to call President Hawthorne again? I saw that in the messages you sent through the work app, they’ve all been read by him. Perhaps when you called earlier, he was just busy and couldn’t pick up," Jonah Rivers gently suggested.
He noticed that Ma’am had truly changed since she woke up, different from five years ago.
Cooler, more dashing.
And for some reason, Jonah had a vague feeling that President Hawthorne would soon get kicked by Ma’am...