Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 217

The chef turned his head and spotted Cynthia, greeting her with a gentle smile.

“Good morning, Miss Tremaine.”

Cynthia blinked, slightly startled. “Good morning,” she replied, her tone unsure.

She offered an awkward smile, racking her brain for where she might have met this man before. His face was vaguely familiar, but the memory eluded her.

The chef continued, “Dominic is in his study.”

“Thank you.” Cynthia nodded politely and quickly stepped out of the kitchen, not wanting to intrude.

Anyone who addressed Dominic by his first name probably knew him fairly well. Maybe she had really met this man before.

Still pondering, Cynthia made her way to the study door and knocked softly.

“Mr. Holloway, I’m here.”

“Come in.” Dominic’s deep voice rumbled from inside.

Cynthia pushed the door open and hesitated for a brief moment. She didn’t bother closing it behind her but walked straight toward Dominic, ready to give her report.

Dominic’s eyes stayed glued to his computer screen; he didn’t spare her so much as a glance, making it impossible to tell if he was even listening.

She pressed on regardless, speaking clearly, then handed over her tablet, placing it in front of him.

“I found several suspicious contracts at the office today. I suspect Benedict is quietly siphoning company assets.”

Only then did Dominic shift his attention, reaching out to take the tablet and scanning the information.

Cynthia leaned in slightly, tapping her finger on a photo of Johnson displayed on the screen.

“I’m planning to start the investigation here.”

Cynthia’s expression didn’t waver. “Mr. Holloway, it’s true Benedict and I were together for seven years. But that’s over now. We ended things. There’s nothing left between us. So there’s nothing for me to feel conflicted about.”

And she meant it.

In fact, for at least the past six months—maybe even longer—Benedict had been scheming behind her back. Embezzling funds was only his first move. She was certain he had already lined up a series of disastrous business decisions, driving VistaSphere Group deep into debt, until bankruptcy was the only outcome. And those debts? They’d land squarely on her shoulders.

When Janice showed up again, what would Cynthia have left to fight with?

But perhaps Benedict hadn’t realized she’d seen this kind of trick before—back when she was just a teenager.

Terrance Tremaine had dug a hole so deep for Tremaine Holdings that she was still trying to climb out of it.

Maybe Benedict also hadn’t counted on her being truly done with him, selling off her shares in VistaSphere Group the moment they split.

“Business is war. If I show mercy to an enemy, I might as well hand them the knife to stab me in the back. I’m not that naive.”