The next morning, I woke up exhausted.
I had barely slept.
At nine o’clock, someone knocked on my door.
When I opened it, the company’s lawyer, Mr. Wilson, was standing outside.
I stared at him.
“What are you doing here?”
“You need to come to the office.”
“If Mr. Bennett sent you, tell him I’m no longer interested.”
Mr. Wilson smiled slightly.
“That’s exactly what he told me you would say.”
I frowned.
“What is going on?”
He didn’t answer directly.
Instead, he said, “Give me ten minutes. Come with me, and you’ll understand.”
I almost refused.
But curiosity won.
An hour later, I walked back into the office where I had spent seven years of my life.
Everything looked familiar, yet suddenly I felt like a visitor.
Mr. Wilson led me directly to Richard’s office.
When I entered, I stopped.
Richard was there.
So was the head of accounting.