Chapter 439
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They knew their only recourse now was to acknowledge their mistake.
“We’re terribly sorry. Please accept our apologies,” they said to Brenna.
Brenna dismissed them with a wave of her hand. “It’s alright. Just make sure to assess the situation thoroughly before acting next time.”
The guards shared looks of relief and said, “Absolutely! We’ll handle every situation more carefully from now on.”
Ethan protectively wrapped his arm around Brenna’s waist as they moved toward the elevator.
Meanwhile, Mia turned pale, murmuring to her colleagues in a low voice, “Could she be Mr. Mitchell’s lover?”
The male receptionist shook his head subtly. “Hard to say, but let’s tread carefully around all female visitors from now on. They might all have connections we aren’t aware of.”
Once inside the private elevator, Ethan noticed the lunchbox Brenna was holding. “What’s the occasion for your visit today?” he asked.
With a smile, Brenna replied, “I brought lunch to surprise you, but ended up getting stopped at the reception.”
Ethan felt his heart flutter. Brenna had not only come to visit him but had also prepared lunch as a surprise.
Ethan said, “I’m going to move those receptionists and guards to different posts. I will let people who can make better decisions have their jobs.”
Brenna chuckled softly. “Well, they’ll definitely remember me now. But new staff might not recognize me.”
Ethan said decisively, “They were disrespectful to you. I’ll be docking their bonuses this month.”
When Ethan and Brenna stepped out of the elevator, the secretaries in the executive area all rose, curiosity evident on their faces.
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A few of the secretaries appeared heartbroken, whispering among themselves, “It’s over—our dream man has been snatched.”
One male employee commented, “Even if you stay here forever, Mr. Mitchell wouldn’t marry you. Just drop the ‘dream man’ fantasy.”
“Enough,” muttered one secretary as she watched Brenna disappear into Ethan’s office. She then returned to her desk, her gaze fixed emptily on her computer screen.
Ethan’s office, located on the ninety-ninth floor of the Mitchell Group, featured large windows that stretched from floor to ceiling, offering an expansive view of Shirie. During long, demanding workdays, the skyline provided a much-needed breath of fresh air, while at night, the sparkling lights brought a sense of calm.
The office was designed with transparent glass walls on two sides, offering an unobstructed view that invited endless enjoyment of the scenery. Brenna, taking in the scene, said, “This office is truly stunning.”
Ethan approached her at the window, suggesting, “You can move your staff here and work in my office if you want.”
A gentle smile played on Brenna’s lips. “I already oversee more than seventy people across my two studios. I just took a glimpse at the secretarial area; it’s crowded. With so many employees here, I’d only add to the congestion.”
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