Returning home from the hospital, neither of them mentioned the tension from earlier, and the silence persisted.
As Renee passed by Hans' study, she heard him mention Xyron.
Once he ended the call, she pushed open the door.
"Mr. Morton, I'm not quitting."
She declared without waiting for a response, "Mr. Morton, I know I have no right to be upset or demand anything, but the job is my hope. Please don't make me leave Xyron."
Hans looked puzzled. "You really want to stay at Xyron that much?"
"Yes!" Renee nodded firmly.
"One day, you and I will part ways. I can't leave myself without options like I did back at the Hastings'. If you leave, I'll have nothing."
Hans fell silent, taken aback by her forward thinking. She was the one who had set their arrangement for a year; he hadn't deman
