Chapter 1104
Chapter 1104:
His words still echoed in her mind: “I could never betray Foley like that. He’s done so much for me over the years. If it weren’t for his help and… well, let’s just say my mother might not be alive today. Miss Watson, I truly apologize, but I can’t be the kind of person who forgets where he came from. Perhaps there will be opportunities for us to work together in the future p>
The refusal had been delivered with politeness and respect, wrapped in soft words. But underneath that gentle tone, his decision was solid as steel.
Babette had nearly hurled her phone across the room in frustration.
Actually, she’d already done that several times today, and her poor phone was paying the price.
While she sat there fuming, still processing the rejection, a knock echoed through her office.
She took a breath and called out for whoever it was to come in.
Eugene appeared in the doorway, his expression as professional and unreadable as always. “Miss Watson, Mr. Watson has requested that you come to his office immediately p>
Babette’s stomach dropped. Every instinct screamed at her to refuse, to make some excuse, but Eugene’s unwavering stare left no room for argument. With reluctant steps, she followed him down the corridor toward the CEO’s office.
Inside that intimidating space, Brandon sat studying the constant stream of news articles about Millie and Yaroslav Technology. His face revealed absolutely nothing about what he might be thinking.
The office door swung open with a soft click.
“Mr. Watson, Miss Watson has arrived,” Eugene announced in his formal tone.
Brandon swiveled in his chair to face Babette, who stood just inside the doorway with her gaze fixed firmly on the floor.
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With a subtle gesture, Brandon dismissed Eugene, who immediately departed, pulling the door closed behind him and leaving them alone in the vast office.
Brandon watched her for a long moment, saying nothing. Babette felt the weight of his gaze crushing down on her. Inside, she was burning with frustration, but she…
She kept her mouth shut.
The seconds dragged into minutes. Three full minutes of suffocating quiet.
“You need to stop this, Babette. I’ve warned you that this path will only lead to your own humiliation in the end.” Brandon’s voice finally cut through the tension.
Babette refused to yield. His words only fanned the fire burning inside her.
“She got lucky, that’s all!” she shot back defiantly, her voice rising. “And she hasn’t actually won anything yet! This whole situation is still playing out p>
Brandon simply looked at her. Those dark eyes of his were like deep water, impossible to read but somehow terrifying. Still, Babette held his stare, fury simmering dangerously close to the surface.
“Everyone keeps helping her!” Babette’s voice came out louder than she intended. “First, it was you when she was still with Watson Group, always protecting her. Now it’s Myron showering her with support and resources. And Yaroslav Technology chose her over everyone else—who knows what kind of tricks Millie used, or what sort of inappropriate relationship she might have with Foley behind closed doors p>
“That’s enough!” Brandon’s sharp command cut through her sentence before she could finish voicing the ugly insinuation.