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    “Mrs…” Leif stood respectfully, ready to speak, but Yvonne interrupted, stepping forward.


    “Please, just call me Ms. Jimenez,” she said.


    Leif then asked in a hushed tone, “Ms. Jimenez, what would you like me to do?”


    “In thepany, address me as Ms. Jimenez from now on, not Mrs. Burke.”


    Leif frowned, clearly confused. “Why?”


    Yvonne lowered her gaze and hesitated for a moment before continuing, “Norton and I will go our separate ways.”


    As Leif escorted her upstairs, the woman from earlier trailed behind them, sticking close like an unwanted shadow.


    “Ms. Jimenez, right? You’re really something! Come on, take me up with you!” The woman’s words were bold, but her desperation was obvious.


    Leif’s expression darkened, and he quickly shut her down. “Please leave.”


    The woman, clearly desperate,tched onto Yvonne’s hand. “Look, you’re delivering lunch, and so am I. Why don’t we see whose meal Mr. Burke prefers?”


    Yvonne let out a soft chuckle. “You want topete with me?”


    “Yes, a fairpetition.”


    “Alright then!”


    With Yvonne’s agreement, the two of them stepped into the elevator.


    The moment they arrived at the office, the woman, eager to unt herself, flicked her hair and strutted inside with exaggerated confidence, as if she were walking a runway.


    Leif watched in disbelief. Had Yvonne really changed?


    He could still remember the heated shes she once had with Shelly. Her sudden shift threw him offpletely—he wasn’t sure how to process it.


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    “Aren’t you going in?” he asked tentatively.


    Yvonne set the lunch box down and eased into a nearby chair. “What’s the hurry? I’ll go in once shees out.”


    Norton had already made it clear he didn’t want her interfering. She had promised to respect whoever he chose to be with, whether it was Shelly or someone else. She swore she wouldn’t let it get to her. And she always kept her word—once she made a promise, she stuck to it. Now, she believed it was better to ept reality.


    Maybe then, when they finally parted ways, it wouldn’t hurt as much. Maybe she wouldn’t feel so attached. Maybe, after enduring enough heartbreak, she’d finally let go and start over.


    Five minutester, Norton’s office door suddenly swung open.


    The woman was hurled out—no exaggeration, Norton had picked her up like a piece of garbage and tossed her aside.


    Tears streaked down her face, smearing her carefully applied makeup. A secondter, the lunch box she had brought came flying after her,nding right next to her in a pathetic heap.


    “Leif!”


    Norton’s furious voice boomed from inside the office.


    “I’m here!” Leif rushed over.


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