Chapter 637
Chapter 637:
Brenna’s voice was calm. “If you can’t even manage a simple coffee, what else are you good for p>
Minna’s pride felt attacked. With both Ethan and Brenna seemingly aligned against her, her resolve hardened. “Fine. You win. I’ll remake the coffee p>
Brenna’s face was a mask of indifference, but her words carried a subtle nudge. “Remember, Ethan has refined tastes. You might want to consult the person who prepared coffee for him before, for some pointers. Make sure you’ve mastered the task before you attempt another p>
Feeling belittled and seething with anger, Minna retorted, “Why are you making such a big deal out of this? It’s just coffee p>
Unruffled, Brenna responded lightly, “It seems you’re not much of a coffee drinker yourself. Perhaps you’ve never been exposed to the complexities it involves. You really need to prepare more thoroughly. It’s one thing to stumble in private, but failing in front of a high-profile client isn’t just a personal mistake; it will reflect poorly on the entire Mitchell Group p>
Ethan nodded in agreement, a hint of respect flickering in his eyes for Brenna’s tactful yet sharp words.
“That’s right,” he said. “Our clients are distinguished figures. If basic responsibilities are beyond your reach, then this isn’t the place for you. You can go back to the sales department. I have no room for incompetence here p>
Minna’s heart sank as their words pierced her like a barrage of arrows. It was clear—they were siding against her, shaming her in unison.
Against all expectations, Ethan had chosen to overlook his mother’s wishes for Brenna. Fury boiling within her, Minna clenched her jaw tight and stormed off, silently vowing to make Brenna and Ethan regret their actions.
Brenna’s chuckle was light, almost teasing. “You really do set high standards, don’t you p>
Ethan’s smile held a certain warmth as he replied, “When you’re grinding as hard as I am, isn’t a touch of luxury justified? I sign off on their salaries; it’s only fair they meet my expectations. If they can’t, I’ll replace them p>
𝗟𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⨁𝗰𝗈𝗺
Brenna chuckled again, her amusement clear. “You’ve got a point,” she said, her gaze following Minna’s hasty retreat. Elsa probably assumed the secretary role was a breeze; she clearly hadn’t expected this job to be so demanding for Minna.
Storming back to the secretarial department, Minna was visibly furious. Her first attempt at fulfilling a simple request had fallen flat; she couldn’t even make a decent cup of coffee.
“Such fuss over coffee,” she muttered to herself, vexed. “What’s so special about it anyway? It’s hardly a matter of importance.” The other secretaries overheard her words and shared glances laced with amusement. None chose to speak to her.
Particularly Alani, who had always prepared coffee for Ethan before, simply chuckled softly to herself and returned to her tasks.
Bristling with irritation, Minna whipped out her phone and furiously texted an old friend from her performance troupe days, seeking counsel. Bolstered by the advice, she approached Alani with a trace of defiance still evident in her stance.
Minna had scoffed at the notion that Alani’s primary duty had been merely managing coffee, a task she deemed trivial and beneath her. In her eyes, Alani represented the epitome of redundancy in their department.