Golden autumn in October.
The days after resigning became leisurely, a rare leisure that Jasmine Yale was suddenly unaccustomed to.
She could sleep in, have meals with Little Clementine, not needing to meticulously apply makeup or wear high heels to work, lazily sitting on the balcony reading, staring into space, and drinking tea.
The HR department of ZR had approved her resignation and credited her account with a generous bonus.
Since that day, Jasmine Yale hadn't seen Will Caddel again.
Occasionally glancing at the company's group chat was how she learned that Will Caddel hadn't been to ZR for many days, and as for President Caddel, he seemed not to have been there either.
The projects she handled had been transferred to another secretary at ZR.
Jasmine Yale no longer paid attention to anything at ZR, nor did she ever call Will Caddel again.
