CHAPTER 221

Her decision surprised Quincy a bit. Since she started working at York Corporation, he had watched her grow step by step. After working together for so many years, her sudden departure felt a bit bittersweet. But ultimately, it was Nina’s personal choice.

Quincy asked, “Are you really sure about this decision?”

Nina smiled calmly, her emotions in check. She did not mention any elaborate plans for careful consideration. Sometimes, certain things needed to be let go of. It was a process of detachment and it was her rational choice. After all, one must love themselves first.

“I’ve made up my mind,” she said.

She glanced up at the sky where a few birds were circling, longing for freedom.

“I can’t stay at York Corporation forever. I need to go out and explore more.”

Quincy respected Nina’s decision. “Well, I hope you find happiness in the future.”

Nina looked at Quincy and smiled. “I will.”

At that moment, Nash emerged from the hospital room, unaware of their conversation. However, seeing them chatting happily, his gaze sharpened, focusing on Quincy. As Quincy met Nash’s eyes, a shiver ran down his spine. He forced a stiff smile and greeted, “Mr. York.”

Nina also turned to look at Nash.

Nash stared at Quincy and asked coldly, “Have you met your performance targets this year?”

Caught off guard by the sudden question, Quincy stammered, “Uh… Isn’t that something we review at the end of the year?”

Nash’s expression remained icy. “If you haven’t, your bonus will be docked by twenty percent.”

Quincy felt like crying. Twenty percent was three months’ worth of his salary! Did he do something wrong just now?

Nina glanced at Quincy, unsure why Nash was in such a foul mood to dock his pay. What could employees say about the boss’s decisions? It was their bonuses being cut, not their salaries. There was no room for argument.

As Miranda followed them to the door, she felt the fleetingness of time. She looked back at Nash with reluctance, and then cast a brief glance at Nina not far away.

“Nash, when will you come to see me next?” she asked.

Nash paused at the door, his voice low as he replied, “We’ll see.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for you to come see me,” Miranda said, her eyes full of tenderness, and her voice as gentle as water her heart filled with. anticipation. Waiting was not difficult, as long as Nash stilb thought of her.

Nash simply responded, “Hmm.”

Nina observed everything quietly, not saying a word. She noticed Miranda’s gaze directed towards her, perhaps as a form of

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demonstration, to let her know, important Nash considered her to be In Nina’s perspective, Nash’s feelings towards Miranda had become less significant to her.

As Nash approached, he said, “Let’s go back.”

They left the hospital. The car was parked outside, and Nash walked to the car door but did not hurry to get in.

He hesitated for a moment, glanced back at Nina, and then said in a cold tone, “Aren’t you going to open the door for me?”

“Hmm?” Nina was taken aback,

looking at the still-closed car door, not realizing it was her responsibility, as she was not the one accustomed to opening car doors. It was not her habit, and Nash usually did not ask her to do it.

Quincy was already in the passenger seat. Being observant, he noticed something was amiss. He quickly got out of the car to open the door, speaking respectfully, “Sorry, Mr. York, my mistake.” Nash did not say anything more, his face stern as he got into the car.

Nina lingered outside for a few seconds, sensing that Nash’s attitude today was somewhat unusual.