Chapter 4

The call was made by Mr. John.

Mr. John is Bloodsworth’s most important client in the port city, accounting for 80% of Bloodsworth’s total business volume. At the same time, he is also the easiest to communicate with among all of Lyra's partner companies.

When she first arrived in Mexico, she had no experience or reputation and faced a lot of cold shoulders. At her most difficult time, Mr. John extended a helping hand. It was only after his investment that other people gradually began to collaborate with them.

Moreover, throughout the entire cooperation process, Mr. John neither haggled nor engaged in any haggling; he was straightforward and sincere. It can be said that he is Lyra's benefactor, and has been for many years.

Lyra quickly composed herself and answered the phone: "Hello, Mr. John."

"Hello, Miss Prescott."

Mr. John consistently addressed her in this way, politely and modestly, without the slightest airs of a client. Although Lyra had repeatedly suggested that this was unnecessary, he insisted on it.

"I heard you went back to New York?"

"Yes, I got back last night." Lyra was worried that he was worried about his work, so she explained, "You don't need to worry about the project. I've already explained everything to Tom. If you have any questions, you can contact him directly. Of course, you can also come to me directly."

“It’s not work,” Mr. John waited for her to finish before continuing, “Why are you in such a hurry to go back? Is something wrong?”

“Yes,” Lyra didn’t hide it from him, “my mother is sick.”

"Is it serious? Do you need help?"

Upon hearing this, Lyra's eyes instantly welled up with tears. This was the first time anyone had shown concern for her since she learned about her mother's situation.

Before she could answer, Mr. John spoke again: "Do you need money or resources?"

These words might have been offensive if spoken by someone else, but not by Mr. John, because his tone was gentle and sincere, and Lyra knew he was being honest.

Perhaps she was truly desperate, or perhaps she trusted Mr. John, but Lyra blurted out, "I need 3 million."

Mr. John replied, "Then please send me your card number, Miss Prescott."

“No need,” Lyra realized her rashness just now and quickly refused, “I have no right to borrow money from you.”

If it weren't for the Bloodsworth family, she wouldn't have had the chance to meet Mr. John. The Bloodsworth family was the connection between them, but Lyra was certain she wouldn't continue working there. Even though she was currently forced to stay because of her mother's illness, she would eventually leave once her mother recovered.

Therefore, leaving the Bloodsworth family and severing ties with Mr. John was only a matter of time.

“You don’t need to lend me money just because of our partnership with the Bloodsworth family. I probably won’t be working at the Bloodsworth family for much longer, so if you’re doing this for them, it’s really not necessary,” she explained.

“It has nothing to do with the Bloodsworth family,” Mr. John’s answer was somewhat unexpected. “But is Miss Prescott considering new development opportunities? Do you have a direction yet?”

"Not yet," Lyra replied truthfully.

"In that case, Miss Prescott, why don't you consider cooperating with our company?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lyra froze.

Mr. John's company is Illumina Biotechnology, which is the number one biotechnology company in the US and even the world. It's not even in the same league as Bloodsworth’s. Does she really have this opportunity? Without Bloodsworth’s resources, will she still have a chance to get in touch with Illumina?

Lyra thought he hadn't heard her clearly, so she repeated herself: "Mr. John, I may not have made myself clear. I may not be working at Bloodsworth’s anymore, so I won't be able to use any of the resources related to Bloodsworth’s."

“I know that what we value has never been the Bloodsworth family, but you,” Mr. John told her. “You don’t need to answer so hastily; you can take your time to consider it.”

Having said all that, it would be impolite for Lyra not to believe her: "If what you say is true, I have no problem with it. I am very willing to consider cooperating with your company. However, I need to complete the resignation procedures from Bloodsworth’s first, which may take some time."

"No rush, everything is based on your schedule."

"Thank you." Only these words could express Lyra's feelings at this moment.

“No need to thank me, I was just following orders,” Mr. John replied, but he spoke in California, which Lyra didn’t understand.

"We look forward to working with you in the future."

"Looking forward to cooperation."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. John dialed another number. The other party must be an important person, because he unconsciously straightened his posture as he spoke: "President Duncan."

"Is everything done?" A calm and stern voice came from the phone.

"Yes, everything is taken care of." Mr. John replied respectfully.

He was actually a little afraid of his boss. Although Reese Duncan wasn't very old, his aura was incredibly powerful. It was hard not to feel awe towards a man who controlled the lifeline of global biotechnology and stood at the pinnacle of power.

Coupled with his consistent style of doing things—decisive, ruthless, and efficient—and because he never got involved in matters of romance, he was known in the industry as the "Cold-Faced King of Hell." If it weren't for Miss Prescott's matter, Mr. John probably would never have known that his boss had this side to him.

"Explain in detail."

Lyra hung up the phone and returned to the HR office.

When HR saw her return, assuming she had come to her senses and decided to sign off on the punishment, she immediately launched into a sarcastic remark: "If you knew this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? Don't you even know who you are? Fat and old, and you think you're some big shot like Director Bloodsworth, favored by him, with the whole company revolving around you? You think..."

Before she could finish speaking, Lyra interrupted her coldly: "Enough with the nonsense. I'm officially informing you now that I've resigned."

As soon as she finished speaking, the previously arrogant HR representative froze for a moment: "What did you say?"

"Are you deaf? I said I'm resigning, don't you understand?" Lyra didn't stand on ceremony with her and immediately showed her the approval records in the system.

The HR took a look and, sure enough, the resignation process had been approved, including President Bloodsworth's approval.

Although she hadn't received prior notice of Lyra's resignation, now that President Bloodsworth had approved it, there shouldn't be any problems. Besides, this woman clearly had offended President Bloodsworth, which was why she was being maliciously targeted, with her salary and bonuses being deducted.

She sneered, "So what if I quit? What's the big deal?"

Immediately, he pulled out a form and threw it at Lyra: "Sign here. Thirty-day handover period. Calculate it yourself."

Lyra didn't hesitate. She quickly signed her name, took a picture to keep as a record, and left without looking back.

Watching her retreating figure, the HR continued her rant, complaining to the person next to her, "She's gotten so fat, she must have made a fortune in Mexico. But it's good that she's smart; she resigned herself. Otherwise, if it were found out one day, it wouldn't be as simple as just resigning."

Actually, when she heard that Lyra was going to resign, she did consider calling President Bloodsworth again.

However, President Bloodsworth had already approved her resignation application, and he had also previously instructed her that he did not want to know anything about Lyra and that she should just follow the company's normal procedures. Therefore, she gave up the idea.

So she put Lyra's application form away, tossed it into a pile of documents, and immediately put the matter out of her mind.

Now that she had already resigned, Lyra decided to go all the way. Not only did she not want to have any further involvement with Wyatt at work, but she also wanted to do the same in her personal life.