A Vow of Deception, A Vow of Revenge novel Chapter 61

Winona had worked diligently, and at last, the day arrived when the project wrapped up perfectly.

Their business partners were all smiles, showering her with praise. Winona simply returned their compliments with a polite smile.

She wasn't looking for accolades—she just wanted to see things through to the end, and to honor the hard work of her team who'd stuck by her all this time.

With the project finished, everyone on her team would receive a hefty bonus.

And for Winona, it meant she could finally cut all ties with Tyson.

A wave of relief swept over her, lighter than she'd ever felt before.

Back at the office, her team crowded around, voices overlapping as they insisted on taking her out for dinner, buying her gifts.

"There's really no need," Winona said with a warm smile. "It's been an honor working alongside all of you these past years. Take care of yourselves, alright?"

The group fell silent, stunned.

"Secretary Thorne, wait, are you saying… are you leaving?"

"You're resigning? But why?"

Winona didn't answer. She simply walked to her desk and pulled out the resignation letter she'd prepared long ago.

When they saw the letter, realization hit—she meant it.

Someone whispered, "Honestly, after all she's put up with, who could blame her? If she stayed, who knows what Miss Goodwin would pull next?"

"She probably wanted to leave ages ago but stayed for the sake of the project."

"She just wanted to look out for us…"

A few of the younger women blinked back tears.

But Winona, resignation letter in hand, was already on her way into Tyson's office.

The atmosphere in the private lounge was sultry, heavy with suggestion.

Celia was draped across Tyson, barely a scrap of clothing left, her pale arms looped around his neck.

He stopped short when Winona set a sealed envelope on his desk. His expression clouded with confusion.

"What's this?"

"Mr. Goodwin, this is my resignation."

Tyson's face darkened in an instant. "What's that supposed to mean? You're quitting?"

"That's right." Winona smiled coolly, ice glinting in her eyes. "From today on, whether it's business or anything else, please don't contact me again."

"Nona!" Tyson's fists clenched. "Think this through. Resigning isn't a joke. If you do this now, there's no guarantee I'll ever let you return to the company!"

"I'm not worried." Her lips curled in a biting smile. "As long as you have an explanation for letting Celia wander in and out of the office, that's all that matters."

Tyson stared her down. "You're not coming home, and now you're quitting—where do you plan to go? To your so-called relative? You really think he can find you a better job—"

"That's none of your concern, Mr. Goodwin."