Chapter 3

She grabbed my hand instinctively, stammering, "Logan, don't overthink this. These Gen-Z kids love doing dramatic stuff."

"He just treats me like an older sister. It's just a prank."

She rushed over, tore the banner down, and muttered angrily to Tyler, "Didn't I text you and tell you not to come? What are you doing?"

Tyler rubbed the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, man. I was just teasing her."

"I didn't know you were driving her today. My bad, don't get the wrong idea."

"Chloe talks about you all the time. Everyone at the office knows how much she loves her fiancé."

He smirked slightly as he spoke, his tone dripping with mockery.

I shrugged, acting completely unfazed. "It's fine."

"You two should head out together. I won't bother driving her then."

Chloe froze. Before she could say anything, Tyler ushered her into the passenger seat.

As the car drove off, the truth finally hit me.

So that was where the Porsche I bought for Chloe went.

She had gifted it to Tyler for his birthday.

Did she forget how she had forced me to take out a massive loan for that Porsche right after I graduated, just because her friends got picked up in luxury cars?

Back then, I lived on instant noodles just to make the monthly payments.

And now, she had casually handed it over to another man.

She had even lied to me, saying she had lent it to her dad.

Taking a deep breath, I walked into the office with my resignation letter.

When the HR manager saw it, she pushed it back to me.

She said seriously, "Logan, stop playing with me."

"If Chloe finds out I approved your resignation, she'll fire me on the spot."

I had almost forgotten. I had legally transferred Carter Media to Chloe a year ago.

Just because she said she didn't want to work for anyone else and wanted to be her own boss.

I handed over the company I had built from the ground up.

She was now the CEO.

And I was just an employee.

I had loved her to the point of stupidity, and she had taken it all for granted.

I went back to my desk and printed out a formal resignation request. Now, the only problem was getting her to sign it.

Just then, my phone buzzed.

It was a flight alert. Chloe's flight had been canceled due to a storm.

It seemed even the universe was helping me.

With the flight canceled, Chloe and Tyler returned to the office.

Chloe was startled to see me. She quickly ran over and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Logan? Why are you still here?"

"Isn't today your day off?"

"Did something happen at the office?"

I shook my head and made up an excuse. "I saw the flight was canceled on the news and figured you'd come back here."

"It's almost lunch. I wanted to take you out for a nice meal."

Chloe smiled and nodded. "Sure! Just give me a second, I need to use the restroom."

I took her handbag and waited outside her office.

In the quiet hallway, Tyler and I stood face-to-face.

He crossed his arms, dropping the polite act entirely.

"Let’s be real. I want Chloe."

"And she’s going to be mine eventually."

"If you have any dignity left, you should just pack up and leave. I know that Porsche belonged to you, by the way."

My fists clenched in my pockets.

I pulled out the resignation form I had hidden and handed it to him.

"Sure. I'll make it easy for you."

"Get her to sign this, and I’ll walk out of her life immediately."

Tyler was stunned, clearly not expecting me to agree so easily.

"Just like that?"

"Just like that."

When Chloe came out of the restroom and saw me waiting, she beamed.

"Can't even leave me alone for a minute, huh?"

I didn't say anything and just walked out of the building with her.

During lunch, my phone rang. It was the bridal boutique.

They said someone else had fallen in love with my custom wedding dress and wanted to buy it.

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