Harriet was still working in the office.

It was past 9:00 p.m., but for her, the night had just started.

Today, she was organizing documents for her handover.

Now that the divorce was happening, she’d leave thepany

for sure.

Over the past years, she had handled quite a lot of work, and

she had to sort through it in advance.

By now, most of the employees had left, leaving only a handful

of lights on.

The entire building was quiet-something she had long grown

used to.

As she typed while looking straight at the screen, someone

suddenly knocked on the door.

She said gently, “Come in.”

As the door was pushed open, she looked up and was stunned

at the sight of Ellsworth. Then she said, “You haven’t left

either?”

Thinking of something, she stood up, picked up a document from the desk, and walked over to him. “The project with

Ranton Group is getting started, and the paperwork is still in process. I stopped by your office twice this afternoon, but you

weren’t there.

“Can you sign the contract now?”

He nced at her before taking the contract and flipping

through it.

It suddenly dawned on him that work was all she talked about

when she saw him.

Finding no issues in the contract, he picked up a pen from her

desk, bent down, and signed it swiftly.

She then took the contract, reviewed it, and said, her voice all

business, “This is the only project I’m handling now. I’ll hand it

over to Noelter. Once I organize all my handover materials,

I’ll submit my resignation letter to you and the board.

“Oh, and I’ve drafted an NDA. After I resign, I won’t work in

rted industries, and I’ll keep all information relevant to the

Townsend Grouppletely confidential. Is there anything else I should prepare? I’ll get them ready within the next couple

of days.”

Harriet didn’t major in finance or management. She had studied

industrial robotics in Robotics and Automation Engineering,

with intelligent control as her minor.

At the age of sixteen, she had been admitted to Amberville

University with the highest scores, soon bing her

professors’ most brilliant protege.

Back in middle school, she could already build model robots.

And she had won manypetitions and even held patents.

During her senior year, Amberville University and two other

prestigious universities had offered her a postgraduate spot. A

few top-tier universities abroad had even invited her.

But she had turned all the offers down for the sake of

Ellsworth.

After the divorce, she wanted to go back to her roots and

advance her qualifications.

She was truly fed up with ying thepany’s VP, who was

swamped with work and cozied up to clients every day. It

wasn’t her, and this life had never been the kind she wanted.

Her true passiony in robotics and emerging technologies.

As she said this to Ellsworth, she was more like his subordinate

than his wife.

He looked at her deadpan and suddenly felt a strange sensation

in his heart.

She had changed at some point. Unlike before, she was no

longer passionate or radiant, and she’d never please him again.

He said, not responding to her remarks, “Mom’s at Auburn

Heights. Let’s head back first!”

Harriet had intended to say more. Upon hearing this, she just

nodded and put down the documents in her hands. “I’ll pack up,

then. It’ll be quick.”

She turned off herputer and put the documents back into

the drawer. Noticing that he was still here, she was slightly

surprised.

He actually waited for her.

As he turned to leave, she picked up her phone and bag and

followed him out of the office.

When they were in the elevator, he habitually tucked his

hands in his pockets, while she looked straight at the doors,

keeping her distance from him.