Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 193

Holloway Enterprises.

Cynthia had just parked her car in the garage and killed the engine. She was barely halfway to the elevator when a man's voice called out behind her.

"Miss Tremaine."

She paused, turning to see Quincy stepping out of his own car, a pleasant smile on his face.

"Good morning. Have you had breakfast yet? I happened to pick up an extra on my way in."

Cynthia's expression remained cool, her eyes distant and politely detached.

"Thank you, Manager Quincy, but I've already eaten."

She kept her distance, her posture tense with wariness, ignoring his friendly gesture as she continued toward the elevator.

Quincy's hand, still holding out the breakfast, hung awkwardly in the air as Cynthia walked away without a second glance.

His smile faltered. He tightened his grip on the paper bag and slowly lowered his hand, face hardening.

Cynthia pressed the elevator's up button. Quincy followed, his voice softer and more conciliatory.

"Miss Tremaine, regardless of everything, we're colleagues. I want to apologize for what happened with my assistant. I'm sorry you ended up with extra work."

He extended his hand, clearly hoping for a handshake and to smooth things over.

Cynthia didn't even look his way, making no move to reciprocate.

If everything went according to plan, once the Cloudcrest City project wrapped up, she'd be working under Quincy at headquarters. This was his way of letting her know she shouldn't get too bold—or he'd have plenty of time and opportunities to make things difficult for her.

But Cynthia had no intention of getting entangled in their power plays.

The assistant had tried to pull a fast one, and to do it right under Dominic's supervision—well, anyone that reckless should be ready for the fallout.

"Manager Quincy, I'm not sure what you expect from this apology. The decision to let your assistant go came directly from Mr. Holloway. That's not something an apology between you and me can change, and I'm sure you know that."

As she finished speaking, the elevator doors slid open.

She turned her gaze from Quincy, but didn't step inside just yet.

"As you mentioned, I'm new here. I'm still learning how things work at Holloway Enterprises, and I have no desire to get involved in complicated office politics. Forgive my ignorance, but could you just tell me directly—what is it you want from me?"