Not because I was uncertain, but because I hadn’t figured out how to get him to sign the papers without any fuss.
After the company implemented stricter HR policies, even I had to sign an updated contract.
Considering the sensitivity of my role as the design director—and the fact that my family’s business was loosely tied to this industry—I needed to ensure my resignation paperwork was complete before returning to Eastbrook. Otherwise, it could cause unnecessary trouble later.
I pushed the door open, ready to speak, but stopped short when I saw Nina sitting across from Nathan.
No wonder her desk outside was empty. She had clearly moved her workspace in here.
Nina noticed me first. She playfully tapped Nathan on the head and said in a sweet, teasing voice, “Nathan!”
Nathan’s tone was indulgent. “Alright, stop messing around. I need to finish this agreement.”
“I’m not messing around…” Nina glanced at me provocatively before putting on a well-behaved smile. “Hannah’s here.”
Nathan immediately leaned back in his chair, putting distance between them, and looked up at me, flustered. Our eyes met.
Ignoring the ache in my heart, I spoke calmly. “Nathan, I need you to sign a document.”
I handed him the folder.
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