
{"id":24485,"date":"2026-01-30T10:27:26","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:27:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-50\/"},"modified":"2026-01-30T10:27:26","modified_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:27:26","slug":"retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-50","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/retired-from-your-heart-novel-chapter-50\/","title":{"rendered":"Retired from Your Heart Novel Chapter 50"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 50<\/h1>\n<p>Chapter 50 You\u2019re Fired\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>It turned out to be someone familiar.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Well, \u201cfamiliar\u201d only on one side. She knew Skyla, but Skyla had no idea who she was.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John pushed the door open, and Halle walked in.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla heard the sound, looked over, and when she saw Halle, she didn\u2019t bother standing up. She just nodded at her as a greeting.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle sat across from Skyla and glanced at John, signaling him to introduce them.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMs. Kinsman, this is Skyla Summer. She graduated with honors in Computer Science from Agron University and is now a PhD student at Moblosia Ivy University. We were classmates in college, and she was actually five years ahead of you, so technically she\u2019s your senior.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>In university, Skyla\u2019s grades were decent. When she graduated, she wrote an impressive thesis and got an offer from a top university abroad, so she became one of the outstanding graduates.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla was also pretty-basically the campus belle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John had a crush on her at first. But after realizing their status difference, he gave up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So Skyla became his unattainable dream girl.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Now his dream girl was suddenly asking him for help. Of course, he wouldn\u2019t say no.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>After the introduction, Halle was supposed to greet Skyla. That would\u2019ve been the normal social move.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Halle gave Skyla a quick look, ignored her, and then turned to John instead. \u201cWhy is she looking for me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla frowned.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John froze, too. He could feel the tension rising and immediately started sweating. \u201cI-I don\u2019t\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>know.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He looked at Skyla, a little awkward. \u201cUh, maybe you should explain?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla met Halle\u2019s uninterested gaze. Halle wasn\u2019t warm, wasn\u2019t curious, and had zero intention of getting to know her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Does she seriously not know who I am?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>TINTICE CUITS\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla had been hanging around Troy these past few days. In Trensea\u2019s upper circle, almost\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>knew she was connected to the Winston Group. People were lining up to fawn over\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>everyone her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Even Rolf, the richest man\u2019s son, had to ask her for favors.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle\u2019s attitude caught her off guard.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Was it because Halle wasn\u2019t qualified to enter high society? Or was she just young and rebellious, acting cocky just to put on a show and score a tiny bit of dignity for herself?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla looked Halle over, pushed down her irritation, and said calmly, \u201cI\u2019m here to ask your company for a small favor.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Since she took the initiative to speak, Halle should\u2019ve at least asked what the favor was.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But Halle remained silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla grew even more annoyed, but didn\u2019t show it. \u201cI\u2019m the R&amp;D lead at Norris Payne\u2019s laboratory. We hit a roadblock in our project. Professor Payne has already contacted you, so you should know the details, Ms. Kinsman. I\u2019m here today hoping you would do me the honor of assisting.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle suddenly smiled and asked, \u201cOh? Whose honor exactly?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla finally frowned. \u201cMs. Kinsman, do you really not know who I am?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>She looked at John, her voice turning cold. \u201cExplain it properly to Ms. Kinsman.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John was just about to speak.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle cut him off. \u201cNo need.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla narrowed her eyes at Halle.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle said, \u201cSince Professor Payne sent you here to run errands, you can go back. I\u2019ll talk to Professor Payne directly. You\u2019re just a team lead. You\u2019re not qualified to discuss this with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Run errands?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Not qualified?\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla sneered. \u201cMs. Kinsman, do you have a problem with me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle didn\u2019t bother listening to her nonsense. She stood up, looked at John, and ordered coldly, \u201cTake your errand-runner classmate out. Then come to my office.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>As she left, she glanced at Skyla and added to Jon, \u201cThis is a company, not a reunion venue. Got it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John\u2019s hands tightened instantly. Watching Halle walk out, a bad feeling washed over him. When he turned back, Skyla\u2019s face was dark.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He felt even more pressure. \u201cS-Skyla\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Skyla stood up abruptly, her gaze icy as she stared in the direction Halle had left.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHalle Kinsman, right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll remember this!\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John quickly said, \u201cDon\u2019t be mad. I\u2019ll go talk to Ms. Kinsman again-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle didn\u2019t even spare John a glance and walked out.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John didn\u2019t even get the chance to follow her.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He didn\u2019t take it personally. The campus belle was always aloof. Ignoring him was normal.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>If she ever glanced at him one more time, he\u2019d probably pass out from happiness.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>He could still remember how fast his heart was beating when Skyla called him a week ago.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>That\u2019s why he wanted to help her and make her happy.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>But now, it was obvious he had messed everything up.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Pale-faced and feeling anxious, John went to Halle\u2019s office.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The woman sitting on the couch with her back to the door was still there.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle was in her boss\u2019s chair, staring at him coldly, with more pressure than usual.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John didn\u2019t dare look up. \u201cMs. Kinsman.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re fired.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>John froze. \u201cWhy?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Halle said, \u201cI don\u2019t owe you an explanation. Let\u2019s just say you\u2019re unlucky. Go to HR. Whatever pay you\u2019re owed, you\u2019ll get every cent.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Fild=\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n<h3>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Unwritten Feelings Drift by Austen 50 Chapter 50 You\u2019re Fired\u00a0 It turned out to be someone familiar.\u00a0 Well, \u201cfamiliar\u201d only [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[70],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24485","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-retired-from-your-heart-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24485","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24485"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24485\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24485"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24485"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24485"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}