All Chapters of The Billionaire's Plump Chef : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Marie Sue I sat in the office, and the paper in my hand trembled, not from fright. I was not afraid. What I felt was far from fear, and that was what had pushed me right now into this office, with the paper in my hand, ready to make this decision.I read each line of the contract again to be sure I wasn't falling into a trap. Everything seemed fine, except for a few things I was not comfortable with.I looked up at Mr. Xing and the other man who sat beside him.“I have one thing I would like to modify,” I said.The lawyer looked at Mr. Xing and then at me.“What could that be?” he asked.I dropped the paper on the desk to stop it from shaking in my hands the way it was. I folded my fingers into each other and placed my folded hands on the desk. Then I looked straight at the lawyer.“My product remains mine,” I said. “Even if I work for the company and my product is being used, it remains mine.”The lawyer was about to speak, but Mr. Xing raised his hand and stopped him.“That is fine

JordanI called her number once again and got the same response. The line was switched off.I leaned back in my chair, feeling uncomfortable about the situation. It was barely midday, and Marie's number was switched off. I tapped my finger restlessly on the desk as I decided on what to do.I could have easily driven back home to check up on her and ensure she was fine, but I was expecting the legal team and Lizzie in a very important meeting shortly.I pushed my chair backwards and walked out of the office to the small cubicle where Lucy occupied. She rose up as I stood at the entrance."Have you heard from Marie all day?" I asked her.She shook her head. "No, not since last night. I didn't spend the night at the house."I nodded. "Could you try calling her? I've not been able to reach her.""Sure," she said.She picked up her phone, and a few seconds later, the voice of the operator saying the number was switched off filled the space between us."I've been getting the same response a

Marie Sue “I can't…” I whispered. “I'm sorry.”I kept my eyes fixed on my fingers as they intertwined nervously in my lap. I couldn't bring myself to look at Jordan. If I did, I knew I would lose whatever little strength I had left to go through with this.Jordan got to his feet and began pacing around the room, running his fingers through his hair. He looked frustrated, but beneath the frustration, I could see how deeply hurt he was. After a moment, he took off his glasses and dropped them onto the table.Then he turned to face me.“You have a contract with us, too. Remember?”I swallowed hard.“Jordan…”“You can't just leave like that.”“Jordan!” My voice rose with pain. Couldn't he see that this was hard for me too? Couldn't he see that every word I was saying was hurting me just as much as it was hurting him?“Why?” I asked, my voice breaking. “I failed the probationary period, after all. The only reason I'm there is because of you, and I can't keep depending on that.”He stared

JordanI slumped into the chair and released a harsh breath, dragging a hand over my face as though I could somehow wipe away the weight pressing against my chest. Levi sat across from me, leaning forward with his hands clasped together, watching me with an expression I could not quite read.After Marie Sue had driven a dagger straight through my heart, I had gone upstairs to my study and shut the door behind me. At first, I thought I could drink the pain into submission. I had poured myself a glass, then another, hoping the burn of alcohol would dull the sound of her words replaying in my head. Instead, each drink seemed to sharpen them.Within minutes, I had called Levi.Now that he was sitting in front of me, I was beginning to regret that decision. There was something irritating about the way he kept studying me, as though he were trying to decide whether I was heartbroken, drunk, pathetic, or all three. I shifted in my seat and glared at him, already feeling the alcohol loosen my

JordanA chill moved through me. “That’s impossible.”“Is it?” The rep countered.“Yes.”He pressed a control, and another document filled the screen.“My credentials may have been used, but I did not authorize those transfers.”The representative’s voice hardened. “The audit trail says otherwise.”I looked at the screen, searching desperately for some mistake in the records. There had to be one. Then I saw my name. Not buried somewhere in a department code or listed as a supervising executive. My name was attached directly to one of the transaction approvals.The representative folded his hands on the table.“So let me summarize the situation for the board. Seventy million dollars disappears in three months. The losses begin during the same period Marie Sue joins KF. This is the same employee connected to a food poisoning scandal that nearly exposed the company to litigation. You admit that you knew funds were disappearing but chose not to inform the board, and now at least one of th