Chapter 1887 I Am Resigning


    Nathaniel kept a close watch on Nichs and Robert, knowing their every move. Still, he chose not to step in. He wanted to see for himself what exactly they were nning.


    The next day, a team of tax auditors showed up at Imminence Corporation.


    Mason frowned. "They''re really going all out to drag you into this. But what''s in it for them if Imminence Corporation ends up in trouble?"


    He couldn''t wrap his head around it—especially when it came to Nichs. They were brothers, after all. It was puzzling why Nichs would go so far as to scheme against his own sibling.


    Sure enough, the audit revealed problems in thepany''s books-illegal fund transfers and other irregrities. But none of it was real.


    Still, despite everything, Nathaniel, as thepany''s legal representative, was taken away for questioning.


    Before he left, he told Mason, "Tell Ceci not to worry about me."


    Mason nodded firmly.


    But even if Mason hadn''t said anything, Cecilia would have learned about it soon enough.


    The media ran wild with the story during the press conference. Sure enough, while at work, Cecilia saw the news herself. She was shaken and upset. "How did this happen?"


    Then, a call came from Elena. "What happened to Nathaniel, Ceci?" she asked. Cecilia wasn''t sure. She shook her head. "I don''t know either. I just saw the news. Don''t worry I''ll ask Mason."


    "All right." With that, Elena ended the call. She had just finalized her divorce with Wren. Now was not the time for anything to happen to their son.


    Soon after, Mason called Cecilia. He told her the truth and assured her that they had everything under control. Only then did Cecilia feel somewhat relieved.


    Still, Mason added, "Let''s hold off on telling Mdm. Elena, for now."


    "All right," came Cecilia''s response. With Nichs involved, she understood the need for caution.


    Once all was said and done, Mason ended the call.


    Meanwhile, Nichs was at the office. Jocelyn had returned and caught wind of the news as well. After working closely as his personal assistant for so long, she had a gut feeling that he was connected to the situation.


    "Mr. Nichs, there''s a problem at Imminence Corporation. Do you think we


    should step in?" she asked carefully.


    Nichs looked up. "Isn''t Nathaniel pretty capable? We''re just side characters in this story. No need to get involved."


    He and Roberth


    had been nning


    this for quite some time, cing a number of their people inside Imminence Corporation. There was no way to take Nathaniel down through normal channels. Their only choice had been to take a shortcut.


    Jocelyn didn''t respond. She had nothing more to say. She returned to her own office, opened a drawer, and pulled out a letter. Then she went back to Nichs'' office and handed it to him.


    Nichs looked at her, puzzled. "Jocelyn, what''s this?"


    "I''m resigning."


    His expression changed, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. "Why?"


    For a moment, Jocelyn said nothing. She didn''t bring up the car ident involving Yannick or what she knew about who was behind it. Instead, she said, "I just want a fresh start."


    "You could have that working with me," Nichs said.


    "Mr. Nichs, I''m asking you to sign this. Even if you don''t, I''m still leaving," Jocelyn said, firm in her decision.


    Nichs gripped the pen tightly. "Is this about Yannick? You haven''t even known him that long."


    Jocelyn''s throat tightened. "Mr. Nichs, I don''t know if I''m just imagining things, but... I feel like you''ve changed."


    He seemed so unfamiliar to her now-like someone she barely recognized.


    Nichs didn''t know if it was anger or something else, but he suddenly let out a shortugh. "Fine," he said. "I''ll sign. You can go." He picked up the pen and signed his full name on her resignation letter.


    Jocelyn took the letter, told him, "Take care," and walked out.


    Nichs didn''t quite know what hit him. It was like a massive weight suddenly


    crushed his chest. He began to cough violently, and when he covered his mouth, his palm came away streaked with blood.