My resignation letter was only halfway out of the printer when the office door swung open.Ethan walked in, dropped a file on my desk, and said, “Nina, redo this report.”He didn’t even look at me. His head was bent over his phone, the faintest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.I knew that smile.Back in college, that was the exact expression he wore whenever Chloe Lindsay replied to one of his messages.Seven years had passed—so long that I’d almost forgotten he was still capable of looking that gentle.Just never because of me.“Mr. Cole,” I said evenly, “this report already cleared finance yesterday.”That finally got his attention. He looked up, a slight frown forming between his brows. “I said redo it. Do you have a problem with that?”I lowered my eyes and absently ran my thumb along the barrel of my pen.It had been his birthday gift to me during my first year at the company. Nothing expensive, nothing flashy, but he’d picked it out himself.“All right,” I said. “I’ll ha
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