Lately, every decision Cynthia made had caught him completely off guard.
She hadn't told him about her grandmother's passing, she'd sold the house, and she'd even let Assistant Frank go.
He was sure VistaSphere Group was still on her mind, so he'd convinced himself she wouldn't leave.
But she'd dismissed an assistant who had been by her side for nearly seven years. Even after returning to VistaSphere Group, she could have easily brought Frank back into her circle, but instead, she let him go for good—settling severance at twice the standard rate.
It was as if she wasn't planning on coming back herself; so why would Assistant Frank stay either?
The lawyer sat in silence for a long moment, acknowledging that Benedict's worries weren't entirely unfounded.
Still, he chose to offer words Benedict wanted to hear.
"Mr. Shepard, Miss Tremaine co-founded VistaSphere Group with you. Your interests have been tied together for years. She's a rational, pragmatic woman—she wouldn't jeopardize her own interests over something so trivial."
The lawyer's words soothed Benedict's nerves. The dense anxiety in his eyes slowly faded.
"You're right. I'm just worrying over nothing."
How could she bear to leave?
She'd poured her heart and soul into VistaSphere Group too.
Cynthia valued power and status above all else. Without him, who else could offer her that kind of glory?
Seeing Benedict calm down, the lawyer turned to leave, but his phone rang—it was a call from the regional office.
He picked up, and as he listened, his expression grew grave.
"Mr. Shepard, Miss Channing is experiencing severe abdominal pain. The office staff took her to the hospital. Would you like to go see her?"
After all, Giselle was carrying Benedict's child.
Benedict's expression darkened as he fell silent for a moment, then stood from his chair.
"Let's go."
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