Chapter 1050
1050:
Lorna stepped out of the elevator, humming to herself, clearly in high spirits. She carried the package Ethan had given her, a bright smile on her face.
Out of the break room came Greta, coffee in hand. Catching sight of Lorna’s buoyant mood, she raised an eyebrow. “Did you just go to the ninety-ninth floor?”
A smirk tugged at Lorna’s mouth. “I did. What’s the matter? Are you dying for a trip up there yourself?”
Greta had long let go of any thoughts about being with Ethan. Feeling a bit irked by Lorna’s words, she replied coldly, “No, I was just trying to make small talk.”
In the office, colleagues weren’t particularly close to Greta, mainly because she had dared to compete with Brenna for Ethan before.
Lorna snorted and then pushed open the door to Brenna’s office. “Ms. Harper, I’ve got the information you need.”
Inside, Brenna was locked in a strategy meeting with Joe, going over the newest wave of trouble in the Mitchell Group’s stock reports. Both of them stopped mid-discussion when Lorna walked in, their eyes drawn straight to the bag she was holding.
A quick slide sent the bag across the table to Brenna. Lorna said, “Mr. Mitchell bought these local snacks in Plomond a few days ago. He said they are delicious and asked me to bring them to you.”
Curiosity piqued, Brenna sifted through the contents. “So, what information did you get?”
Joe pulled out a chair and gestured for Lorna to take a seat and spill the details.
Lorna dropped into the chair without missing a beat. “There’s a lot to cover. Remember when Gracie tried to kick us out of the building the other day? Well, guess what? Mr. Mitchell wasn’t behind it at all. She acted completely on her own. When I got to the 99th floor, she was already locked in a full-blown argument with Mr. Mitchell and three of the VPs. None of them wanted her to lead the new project. They said the backlash would be too much and it would damage the company’s image. The argument had gone on for a solid thirty minutes before Gracie stormed out, looking absolutely furious.”
A soft laugh slipped out of her. “Once I went inside the office, Mr. Mitchell took a moment to walk me through everything that had gone down. I got the feeling he wanted me to pass the details along to you, not wanting you to misunderstand anything. Honestly, it seems like he cares about you more than you realize.”
Brenna hadn’t realized it, but she was smiling, feeling quite pleased. Raindrops tapped gently against the glass outside, but to Brenna, the rain only made the world look more beautiful.
𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙜𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀[ꞏ]𝖈𝖔𝖒
Lorna continued, “I really thought Gracie had his backing when she tried to kick us out. But now, we know she doesn’t. Miss Harper, there’s nothing to worry about. If she dares to stir up trouble again, I won’t go easy on her. We are no pushovers. Not even Mr. Mitchell’s own mother could force us out. What makes Gracie think she stands a chance?”
From his seat, Joe watched the whole exchange with a smile. Lorna’s fiery confidence was impossible to miss, and her chatter always seemed to brighten Brenna’s mood. It was easy to see why Brenna kept her close.
Meanwhile, Kenny made his way home, every step heavy with fatigue. But the instant he stepped inside, the warmth of the freshly decorated apartment seemed to ease some of his exhaustion. This place wasn’t just a home. It was a patchwork of memories, every little detail a symbol of their love.
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Message from Noah: Have a great night, loved ones. God loves you and Noah wishes you all the best. ദ്ദി(˵ •̀ ᴗ – ˵ ) ✧
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