Chapter 87

Racquelle would probably feel uncomfortable if she couldn't find ways to pick on me. I had already decided to leave once the contract expired. Racquelle was going to inherit the Smith Group eventually, so now was the best time for her to start getting used to the responsibility. But instead, she insisted on opposing me, as if making my life difficult brought her joy. What she seemed to forget was that I'm not a true Smith—I wasn't one of them. Her attempts to give me a hard time were pointless. All she was doing was creating problems for herself after I left. In the end, she'd be the one left to handle all the messes. And by then, I wouldn't even spare her a glance. My focus now was just to do my job well until the very end. As long as I could hand everything over smoothly, I wouldn't have to deal with any of it afterward. That evening, as I was about to take the bus home, Shanice's car pulled up suddenly in front of me. With a raised eyebrow and a smile, she said, "I happened to