<b>Chapter </b><b>34 </b>
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Joshua rubbed his temples, sitting in the bright office, his exhaustion <b>showing</b>. He had just finished giving <b>his </b>assistant instructions to handle Xylia’s situation when, to his surprise, the assistant turned back before leaving the office.
“Mr. Garcia, all the negative posts about Ms. Schultz online are gone,” the assistant reported.
Joshua opened his eyes and nced at him. The assistant handed over his tablet.
Joshua took it, his fingers sliding across the screen, only to find that all the negative posts about Xylia had disappeared–no traces of criticism, even thements had been deleted.
This swift and decisive action didn’t seem like something Connor would do.
The assistant couldn’t help butment, “Mr. Garcia, the person helping Ms. Schultz must be very powerful. We tried deleting posts and controllingments ourselves, but the other side was much more thorough and efficient.”
Joshua casually handed back the tablet to the assistant and calmly said, “Investigate.”
The assistant nodded and left the office.
Joshua pulled out his phone, his eyes falling on the screensaver–a side profile of Xylia, secretly <b>taken </b><b>that </b>day on Mount Evermore<b>. </b>
He murmured, “You really are loved by so many, but from now on, you’ll only be mine.”
Xylia had a restless night, and when she woke up the next morning, she looked pale and exhausted. At breakfast, Mnie and Sonny walked <b>past </b>her with gloomy faces, not <b>even </b>stopping to eat.
Connor’s mood was worse, especially when he saw Xylia. After having people investigate who had helped Xylia delete the posts, he still had no answers. On top of that, he had to go to work despite being dead tired.
*Xylia, <b>who’s </b>helping you?” Connor stared at her intensely.
Xylia gave him a cold nce. “What are you <b>talking </b>about?”
“Don’t y dumb. All the videos and posts about you were deleted. This wasn’t Ford Group’s doing, and it’s not rted to the Schultz family either. Who is helping you?” Connor pressed.
Xylia stared back at him. “The posts about me are gone, so Ford Group won’t be affected anymore. Isn’t that good for you? What’s making you so angry?”
Connor didn’t expect her to talk back, and his anger red. “Just answer my question!”
Xylia fell <b>silent</b>.
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Frustrated and with no outlet for <b>his </b>anger, Connor stood up and left.
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Orion, back to his usual cheerful self, approached Xylia and smiled, trying to <bfort </b>her. “That’s <b>just </b>how Connor is. Don’t worry, when he gets back, I’ll deal with him. Don’t let it bother you.”
After yesterday, Xylia understood what Orion truly cared about. But she didn’t think it was wrong for him to care about Ford Group.
What bothered her was the way Orion didn’t trust her. She had agreed to stay with Orion for three months to repay his kindness over the years, I
the idea of divorce had never left her mind.
She decided it was time to talk to Orion. “Orion, I need to talk to you,” she said seriously.
Orion immediately guessed it was something important, especially after how badly he had treated her the day before. He was ready to agree to whatever she asked to make up for it.
“I want a divorce from Connor. I hope you agree, but even if you don’t, I’m going through with it,” Xylia said calmly.
Orion looked at her in disbelief, panic shing in his eyes. “Xylia, are you upset with me because of <b>yesterday</b>? I’m sorry, I only said that because I care about Ford Group. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Xylia shook her head. “Orion, it’s not about yesterday. Before you were hospitalized, we were already nning to get divorced. You’re the only one in this family who’s treated me well, <b>and </b>I didn’t want to keep this from <b>you</b>.”
Orion tried to convince her again, but Xylia made an excuse to leave after she’d finished her meal.
The butler walked over to Orion, and with a sigh, Orion shared his frustration. “She’s upset with me, isn’t she?”
The inte had no memory. After the flood of negativements about her disappeared, things seemed to calm down.
However, Xylia soon noticed that her mentor, Chase, was bing distant.
Previously, Chase had been very involved <b>with </b>her designs, even calling her to discuss issues in detail. But now, when she sent her designs over, the response was just a brief acknowledgment with no follow–up.
Xylia wasn’t sure why this was happening <b>and </b>assumed it was just because <b>Chase </b><b>was </b>busy, so she didn’t bring it up.
Her wrist was healing a bit, so she decided to go to the hospital for a check–up and perhaps talk to the director about <b>resigning</b>.
The director had already discussed her resignation with her. While her hand might not be good for surgery anymore, she could still find a different field in medicine, <b>and </b>she didn’t have to quit entirely.
The director had given her time to <b>consider </b>it and didn’t want her to make a rash decision.
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Xylia had been thinking about it for some time. She realized that she would have to ept all the things she had lost in order to move forward.
Her hand was essential for a surgeon, and it was clear she could no longer work in the hospital.
At the hospital, she <b>had </b>just finished her check–up and was about to <b>meet </b>with the director when she ran into him in the lobby.
“Xylia, have you thought about <b>what </b>we talked about?” The director asked, clearly happy to see her.
Xylia felt a little awkward as she replied, I’ve thought a lot about it, but I’ve decided to leave the hospital.
The director sighed. “I thought you might want to continue working at the hospital. Well, if you’d like, I could find a suitable position for you, but since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t insist.”
The director had always been good to Xylia, and she respected him a lot. They talked for a bit before Xylia started the resignation process.
Just then, Connor <b>and </b><b>Tessa </b>walked into the hospital. His sharp eyes immediately spotted her. “Xylia? What are you doing here?” He called out, walking up to her with Tessa
Before Xylia could speak, he added sarcastically. “Are you thinking abouting back to work at the <b>hospital</b>? Your hand’s ruined. Do you still think you can be a doctor?”
Tessa patted Connor’s arm<b>. </b>“How can you say that? She’s <b>worked </b>here for so long. While she <b>hasn’t </b>aplished <b>anything </b>major, it’s been hard for her. You <b>can’t </bpletely deny her abilities.
Their words were clearly meant to mock Xylia, and their tone <b>was </b>especially harsh.
The director frowned and interrupted, “What are you two <b>saying</b>? Dr. <b>Schultz </b><b>has </b><b>worked </b>in the mostplicated surgical departments.
“Many of the surgeries we couldn’t perform, she was the one leading them, and she’s never made a mistake. If it weren’t for her injury, she would’ve been the head of surgery by now.”
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