Called Off the Wedding, Left Him Bankrupt novel Chapter 79

Cynthia followed the receptionist into Dominic's office.

She'd expected to find him half-awake and disheveled, but instead, Dominic was already seated at his desk in a sharp suit, focused intently on his work.

He glanced up as she entered, lifting his eyelids just enough to acknowledge her.

"You're here?"

Cynthia nodded. "Good morning, Mr. Holloway."

He inclined his head slightly, gestured to the seat across from him, and set aside the file in his hand.

"Take a seat."

Cynthia didn't stand on ceremony; she pulled out the chair and sat down.

Dominic retrieved the contract he'd prepared in advance, set it on the desk, and slid it over to her.

"Have a look."

She picked it up with both hands and flipped through the pages.

"If you prefer, we can also provide an electronic version," Dominic offered.

Her eyes lit up. "Let's do the electronic version."

"I'll come by another day to pick up the hard copy."

Father Benedict was still waiting for her downstairs—he'd no doubt want to see the terms of the agreement himself. Cynthia had been worrying about how to handle that, but Dominic's suggestion solved the problem for her.

"Alright," Dominic agreed.

She skimmed through the main clauses, double-checked the numbers, and, finding nothing amiss, gave her consent to sign.

The future of VistaSphere Group no longer concerned her; whatever Dominic intended to do with it was no longer her business.

Dominic signaled the legal team to send over the digital contract.

Cynthia carefully compared the digital and paper versions, ensuring there were no discrepancies, then prepared to sign.

Just before she did, she looked up at Dominic, hesitating for a moment.

"Mr. Holloway, would you mind waiting six days before your team takes over VistaSphere Group? There are a few things I still need to wrap up—it should only take about six days."

"If you really want to thank me, invite me to the show," Dominic replied, his deep blue eyes fixed on her, as if he could see right through her plans.

"Naturally," Cynthia said, not bothering to hide anything from him.

"Just promise you won't laugh at me when the time comes."

Dominic watched her with a slow, teasing smile.

"No promises. What if it's just too funny to resist?"

Cynthia shot him a look. He really was just hoping to watch her make a fool of herself—and there was nothing she could do about it.

Sensing her embarrassment, Dominic let her off the hook and returned to his paperwork.

Cynthia took the hint and stood up quietly.

"I'll leave you to it then, Mr. Holloway."

He gave a brief nod, not looking up.

Cynthia made her way to the door, then paused and glanced back at him. He sat at his desk, absorbed in his work, the early morning sunlight streaming in through the tall windows, catching on his cufflinks and turning the sapphire stones into points of dazzling light on his elegant hands.