Jocat Quitting Novels & Stories

" The resulting silence is deafening, and even without him in the room I'm not sure if I would have known what to reply. As it is I keep it to glaring at her, although I have to admit that I'm more angry with myself than with her - and she's right, of course, which doesn't really help. "Actually it's been a very recent development," Jazz tries to diffuse the situation, wise enough not to take sides in the silent argument between me and my girlfriend. "I mean I've been thinking about quitting for months, but they kicked out another thirty people and cut our salaries, and I figured before I earn minimal wages for a shitty job I'm better off trying my luck elsewhere. I've recently met two of

I sighed, “Thank you for coming, we’ll talk about this later.” “Lena, listen to me. That’s what I’m here to talk about. Whatever Allison cooked up for this challenge, whatever deal you two made, you’ve got to walk away from it. Just let it go.” “What?” I blinked hard, searching what little I could see of his face behind those dark lenses. “Are you serious right now, Jace? You want me to quit?” “If you want to put it that way, then yeah.” His voice was low and gravelly in my ear, full of genuine worry as he stepped even closer, our chests nearly brushing.” I want you to quit because it’s not worth it.”

Without me, his dream of becoming CEO would have ended a year ago. The chairman shook his head. "Whether you believe it or not, your removal is final." When Grant heard the decision a second time, disbelief gave way to red-eyed desperation.

Her voice was choked up as she said, “Annie is still in the sanatorium, waiting for her cat. If she finds out how you and Rosy were treated…” “I can’t wait any longer, Rosalia. Has Noah seen the letter yet?” “Mr. Gill has already given his word that he would make the arrangements. All you need to do is show up at the auction in three days, then he’ll have someone ferry you away.” Noah used to be Xavier’s Underboss. However, he retired three years ago because he couldn’t see eye to eye with Xavier. Before retiring, he assured me that if I ever wanted to cut ties with the Whitmores, I could go to him.

Jace replied. “I need to be in a meeting right now.” I stood up quickly. “Find out more about Katty,” I commanded. Just as I was about to step out, a message flashed across my phone. It was no one but Alex. “I'm sorry but I'm quitting my job,” Quickly, I put a call through. “Alex, I need you to meet me at my office right now,” “I'm sorry Mr. Whitmore. But I quit,” Alex repeated over the phone.

Something in me that had been holding very carefully since yesterday morning finally stopped holding. "Just quit," I said. He looked at me. "What?" "Quit." I crossed the hallway toward him and I could hear that my voice was shaking slightly and I didn't care. "Whatever this is, whatever you do for Don Adriano and the Vitale family, just stop. We leave. We go somewhere they don't know. I'll work two jobs, three if I have to, I'll finish my degree online, we'll figure it out, people figure things like this out all the time and we can too if you just..."

"The property transfer is all done! The agent says we can list it for sale at any time. How much are you going to sell it for?" That apartment was the last thread connecting me to that city. I got onto the bike, propped one foot on the ground, and typed a reply with one hand. "Just go with the market price. What do you think about using the money from the sale to open a small guesthouse here, run by the two of us?" Less than ten seconds after I sent it, Natalie's enthusiastic reply came back. "You're the best, boss!" Right after that came a voice message, which I played. Natalie was shouting in a restrained voice, "Ms. Howard! You just wait! I'm submitting my resignation today and booking my

He looked handsome it hurt, but then I remembered that this was nothing more than a game, I had brushed over the initial hurt of waking up alone my pride blocked away the feeling. But right now I felt it all through my bones, he didn't even have the curtsey to call or send a message to check up on me during the day. This was clear enough, the man didn't give two shits about me. He stopped typing and shut his laptop. He tilted his head and arched his eyebrow at me in question. I realized I was yet to say a word yet. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, “I quit.I came here to thank you for the opportunity to work at your company but I'm done.”

“I’ve been meaning to tell you this once I recovered, but since I’ve got you on the line, I guess there’s no better time. I quit.” There was a beat of silence. Then another. Lucas’s eyes widened as he stood up from his chair, pacing slowly. He looked over at Elise, who sat across from him, just as stunned. “What did you just say?” Lucas asked, disbelief spreading across his face. “I said I quit,” Ryan repeated. “I won’t be coming back, and I’d appreciate it if you didn’t contact me again. Professionally or personally.” Elise’s eyebrows shot up, her lips parting slightly. In a place like this, with jobs so scarce and competitive, people would kill for the kind of paycheck Ryan had been receiv

He said while air quoting. “No, actually I came here to inform you that I would not be working here anymore, I Quit!” “Quit? You must be joking,” he says and starts laughing aloud sardonically. “No I am not joking, I quit!” “Well, there is no need for you to quit because you’re fired! Get the fuck out of my club.” He says and I grin, I’d already anticipated his reaction because he never lets people quit on him. He likes being in charge, with that humongous ego of his. I turned around to leave but stopped in my tracks upon hearing the sound of his voice again.