Chapter 675
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Brenna nodded, catching the hint. “Understood. Thanks. Has Ethan arrived?”
Had Melany not tipped her off about Elsa’s arrival, she might have walked into her office unprepared for an ambush.
Melany shook her head. “No.”
Brenna asked, “Do you have any idea which floor Ethan’s mother headed to?”
“Sorry, I’m not sure. I only saw her take the elevator Mr. Mitchell usually uses.”
Brenna opted for the employee elevator to avoid crossing paths with Elsa.
The Mitchell Group’s headquarters was a 99-story skyscraper, one of Shirie’s tallest, housing thousands of employees and multiple elevators.
Brenna figured the odds of running into Elsa were slim.
Fortunately, her trip was smooth. She soon reached the 58th floor, where employees were engrossed in their work.
As she neared her office door, the elevator Ethan typically used dinged open. Minna emerged, arm-in-arm with Elsa. The moment Elsa spotted Brenna, her face soured.
Brenna suspected one of the receptionists must have told Elsa about her arrival.
She didn’t blame the receptionist. After all, she believed a confrontation with Elsa was bound to happen eventually.
Heads turned toward Brenna. Someone grabbed a phone to dial Tommy.
Elsa, radiating authority, strode toward Brenna. “You’ve got some gall, chasing my son all the way to the company headquarters.”
“Good afternoon, Mrs. Mitchell,” Brenna said courteously. She wasn’t fond of Elsa but remained polite for Ethan’s sake.
Elsa said, “I’m here to tell you to leave. If you have any self-respect, leave on your own. Don’t force me to throw you out.” Her face was etched with irritation.
She had been tied up caring for her elderly mother for the past two days. With a rare free morning, she had taken leave from her teaching job to come here. But she still had to return to school later and then cook dinner at her mother’s in the evening.
gⲁ𝗅𝓝𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰0𝗺, 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝖘𝖊𝖊𝖓 𝗶𝗻
She had no idea that Ethan was behind her busy schedule.
All she knew was that Brenna seemed to have uncanny luck, as she hadn’t had the chance to confront her until now.
“You don’t have the right to make me leave,” Brenna replied evenly. She opened her office door, stepped inside, set her bag on the desk, and settled into her chair.
Minna spoke up, eager to fan the flames. “Mrs. Mitchell, look at her! She’s got no shame. I told her yesterday to stay away from Mr. Mitchell, but she refused to listen. And now she’s claiming you don’t have the right to tell her to leave? You’re the CEO’s mother! His assets are your assets. Of course, you have the right to make her leave. Who does she think she is?”
Greta, standing nearest to Minna and Elsa, was angered by their words. After a moment’s reflection, she chose not to act, opting instead to watch how things unfolded. If the situation escalated, she could always call Rex to notify Ethan.
Minna and Elsa barged into Brenna’s office. Minna said sharply to Brenna, “When are you going to pack up your things and leave?”
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