Norma

t at the desk in my Boston hotel room, staring at the glowing lapto

most official phrasing, I formally resigned from my positions a

n management for Bryant and the first-line roster players, even using my unpat

ing the General Manager and the HR Director di

he peephole, I saw a tall, gentle-looking man in a dark gray trench coat-my se

e carrying a thermal bag, his brows fu

into a hotel like this, E

ide anythi

calmly, leading him to the small sofa. "Professor Chri

e opened the thermal bag and took out

make, Mom and I will back you unconditionally," Gregg said, reachi

riefcase and handed me the latest project a

ally take over the core Boston branch lab

ame at the bottom of the authorization form. The scratch of the nib aga

my signature a

inally awake," he said. "Those shameless imposters stealing you

crossed my mind. My hand re

ything that belongs to me, I

on the table. It was the Bruins'

HR Director asked frantically. "Why did you s

ng all unpaid bonuses and severance pay. I expec

irector

ow! Without his signature, we can't app

ut a co

with Bryant Norton personally," I countered sharply. "If HR blocks my res

R Director clearly hadn't expected the usually soft-s

ocess as fast as possible," sh

me a glass

to handle the handover with the club? Those

ok my

ff with my own hands so the lab doesn't

e noticed my subtle protective posture and simply r

k against the sofa to rest my eyes,

nt all-hands video conference link had just b

the meeting title caught my eye: Appoint

and joined the room with my camera and microphone turned off, watching doze