What he didn't know was that Malcolm Lambert, the head of Runhao Group, was my mentor.
Malcolm had always admired my abilities. That fifty-million-dollar contract? He'd wanted to work with me from the start.
I'd originally planned to close this deal as a gift for Neal's proposal.
But now, everything had changed.
Without me, Neal and Tania didn't stand a chance at landing this contract.
Gilbert Corp was destined to crumble.
Back home, I stared at the handprint on my face. The tears I'd been holding back finally spilled over.
I picked up my phone. The company group chat had exploded—99+ unread messages. I tapped it open, and my blood ran cold.
The chat was flooded with videos. All of them showed Neal at the hospital, taking care of Tania.
He gently wiped her face. Carefully tucked the blanket around her.
And then, egged on by our coworkers, he pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.
The comments poured in:
"A perfect match! They were made for each other!"
"Mr. Gilbert treats her so well! I'm so jealous!"
I stared at the screen, my fingers trembling.
For the sake of so-called "professionalism," Neal had publicly snubbed me time and time again. He wouldn't even ride the same elevator as me.