Tanya Sinclair walked over with a calm expression.
The female employees who were gossiping so enthusiastically just now lowered their heads guiltily at this moment, not daring to look her in the eye.
Their voices were neither loud nor quiet, and there were no others around, it was very quiet, so Tanya Sinclair must have heard everything.
"Mrs. Hawthorne, I... I was just talking nonsense." Seeing Tanya Sinclair approaching, her face went pale as she explained in a fluster.
After all, Tanya Sinclair was still Mrs. Hawthorne by name. If she was upset and wanted to make life difficult for her as a mere employee, it would only take whispering a few words to Vincent on the pillow. Maybe by tomorrow, she could find an excuse and fire her...
Thinking of this, her heart became more anxious.
"Speak less gossip at the company, it’s a mouth’s sin." Tanya Sinclair brushed past her with an even tone that showed no emotions.
The employee quickly expressed herself: "I understand, Mrs. Hawthorne, I won’t do it again."
Hearing the title "Mrs. Hawthorne," Tanya Sinclair faintly frowned.
"In the company from now on, call me Manager Sinclair."
"Okay, Manager Sinclair."
Seeing Tanya Sinclair directly heading towards President Hawthorne’s office without pursuing them, the two employees sighed with relief and quickly left.
Tanya Sinclair did not go to Vincent’s office but instead detoured halfway to the pantry to take the desserts for Joy and Caden from the fridge.
Among those rumors and gossip, the only part that could hurt her was those concerning Caden and Joy.
As for Cindy Lynn and Vincent...
Tanya Sinclair’s gaze turned somewhat cold, a mocking glint sweeping through her eyes. She had already understood the true faces of these two when she was lying on the bed as a vegetable.
Tanya Sinclair opened the fridge door but froze for a moment.
The desserts she had placed inside were gone.
Remembering what those two employees had said earlier, she vaguely guessed something. She closed the fridge door and turned, heading toward Vincent’s office.
The door was not completely closed, leaving a gap about half a palm wide.
The closer she got, the clearer the warm laughter inside pierced her ears.
"It’s so delicious! Mommy Cindy, have a bite~"
Tanya Sinclair stopped stiffly at the door. Through the gap, she clearly saw Joy sitting on Cindy Lynn’s lap, holding a bowl of tapioca pudding she had brought up.
Joy scooped up a spoonful and raised her small hand, feeding Cindy Lynn considerately.
Cindy Lynn cooperatively bowed her head slightly, opening her mouth to receive it, but a strand of hair slipped down as she held Joy with both arms, unable to free her hands.
At this moment, Vincent Hawthorne, sitting on the sofa playing Rubik’s Cube with Caden, suddenly put down the cube and got up to walk over.
He stopped behind Cindy Lynn, took the hair tie off her wrist, skillfully tied her hair up, and then returned to his seat, continuing to play with Caden as if nothing happened.
The process was smooth and natural, as if repeated many, many times before.
Cindy Lynn turned to glance at Vincent, not speaking, just smiling slightly.
Even just a side profile, Tanya Sinclair could feel the tender affection emanating from Cindy Lynn as if she were in love. It made her sick!
"Daddy, Mommy Cindy’s face is all red~" Joy loudly reported and then covered her mouth, giggling.
Cindy Lynn feigned helplessness, gently patting her little backside, making Joy giggle, shrinking into Cindy Lynn’s arms.
Just a door separating them, a seemingly happiest family of four inside.
Tanya Sinclair stood outside the door, in the constant-temperature office area, yet felt cold.
The chill emanated from her heart, crawling through her veins, spreading to all her limbs.
"Mommy Cindy, the desserts you gave me are tastier than the ones at home~" Joy softly and sweetly cozied up to Cindy Lynn.
Such intimate dependence Tanya Sinclair had never experienced since waking up.
Cindy Lynn smiled, "You, your little mouth is as sweet as honey, always flattering me."
"I’m not flattering, I’m telling the truth." Joy turned to seek agreement from Caden, "Brother, don’t you think so too? Brother, say it!"
Tanya Sinclair couldn’t see Caden from her angle, but after a few seconds, she heard Caden’s voice.
"Yes, everything you say is right." Caden said helplessly.
But upon close hearing, the tone was distinctly light and smiling.
Tanya Sinclair’s hand reaching to push the door stopped in mid-air, finally falling down desolately.
What was the point of going in now?
Even if she told them she had brought the desserts up, no one would care.
She thought, if she hadn’t gone back to the R&D department to tidy up earlier, and instead brought the desserts directly inside, the outcome probably wouldn’t be different. Follow current novels on novel⚑fire.net
Joy would reject her, Vincent probably wouldn’t say anything, and once Cindy Lynn appeared, Joy would immediately light up and joyfully jump into her arms...
Tanya Sinclair closed her eyes, suppressing the bitterness in her throat, she turned and quietly left.
Inside the office, Caden noticed Vincent seemed a bit absent-minded, looking at his phone several times.
"Dad, are you waiting for someone’s call?"
While holding Joy and watching cartoons, Cindy Lynn looked over calmly upon hearing that.
"...It’s nothing." Vincent set aside the completed Rubik’s Cube, picked up his phone, and walked out, "I’ll go out for a bit, stay with Aunt Cindy here and wait for Daddy, don’t run off."
He instructed briefly, already walking out of the office.
Cindy Lynn’s gaze calmly followed Vincent’s departing figure, watching his tall and slender figure disappear from view.
He was heading towards the direction of the R&D department...
Vincent Hawthorne stepped into the elevator leading to the R&D department, pressed the floors, and the elevator door closed heavily in front of him, reflecting a handsome face shrouded in gloom.
He had thought, after the notice was sent out at noon, Tanya Sinclair, upon realizing she couldn’t use the equipment, would definitely come looking for him in the afternoon.
Even if she didn’t soften her stance or admit her mistake temporarily, at least she would throw a fit in front of him.
After all, that equipment was compensation he had promised her.
But unexpectedly, throughout the afternoon until this moment past office hours, Tanya Sinclair hadn’t come looking for him!
Vincent almost laughed out of anger.
Fine, let her be composed!
Since she wouldn’t come to see him, he would come to find her himself, this time surely giving her enough face and a way out!
Watching the elevator floor steadily move downward, Vincent’s eyes narrowed slightly, he could almost foresee the upcoming scene.
Later, when Tanya Sinclair saw him personally coming downstairs to find her, she would definitely be stunned, then excitedly throw herself into his arms, and after calming down, she would probably still bicker with him over the equipment, and throw a temper with some inhibition...
But one thing was without doubt, that Tanya Sinclair would definitely relent in the end and agree to cooperate with Cindy Lynn!
Vincent had that confidence!
No matter what demand he made, even if Tanya Sinclair seemed unwilling initially, she would always agree eventually.
It had always been so!
Seven years ago, for his sake, Tanya Sinclair even abandoned the dream she was just one step away from achieving!
Thinking of this, Vincent’s mouth couldn’t help but lift slightly, the gloom and displeasure between his brows and eyes dissipated a lot.
The elevator stopped, the doors slowly opened to both sides.
Vincent Hawthorne walked out of the elevator with a leisurely pace, arriving at the R&D department, but he froze for a moment at the sight before him.
The second R&D department still had people working overtime, but Tanya Sinclair’s first R&D department had long since turned off the lights and locked the doors!
"President Hawthorne!" A voice came from beside.