Chapter 716
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Without pressing further, Christopher nodded to the interns and led them out.
Elsa followed them into the hallway to see them off.
Inside the room, Minna cautiously stepped forward and asked Ethan, “Do you want some water?”
“Get out.” Ethan didn’t even bother to look at her. With Elsa gone, he no longer felt the need to hold back. “From now on, unless I say otherwise, don’t show your face in front of me again.”
Minna’s lips trembled as she bit down hard, trying to swallow the sting of humiliation. But Ethan’s intimidating presence left no room for protest. Without another word, she grabbed her purse and left the room.
By the time Elsa came back in, Minna was already gone. She glanced around, confused. “Where’s Minna?”
“She went to get water,” Ethan lied without missing a beat. Elsa’s eyes flicked to the unopened bottle of water already sitting on the table. Her suspicion flared, but she didn’t say anything.
“My assistant will be here soon,” Ethan said calmly. “You don’t need to stay. Go take care of your own work.”
Elsa hesitated. She had a class at ten, and staying longer would only make her late. She sighed heavily and said, “Alright. Just remember, Minna genuinely likes you. It’s not about your money. You don’t always have to be so cold. Be nice to her.”
“Okay.”
The moment the door clicked shut behind Elsa, Ethan leaned back and exhaled. Finally, some peace.
Soon after, a nurse entered the room to set up his IV drip.
At the exhibition, Brenna arrived to find the atmosphere noticeably different. Special police officers were patrolling the area, and the crowd had swelled since the day before.
Her team’s booth was already surrounded by curious onlookers. Tommy was in the thick of it, enthusiastically demonstrating the products and answering questions.
𝗥𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 → g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀ꞏⅽ𝗼𝗺
Brenna walked over and gave him a look. “I told you to rest at home. Why are you here?”
“I just have a minor injury. I don’t need to rest at home,” Tommy replied. “As for you… You came here on your own? What if someone tries to attack you again? You should have brought someone to protect you.”
Throughout the day, Brenna was swamped, utterly drained from handling a flood of orders, especially international ones, which kept coming in nonstop. She had never anticipated that the stripped-down version of the mechanical arm she crafted for Edward, with only its core features, would become such a hit.
Given the global demand for assistive devices among people with disabilities, she was already envisioning her next project: a practical mechanical leg.
After the grueling workday, Brenna decided to treat her team to a meal. Originally, she had planned to dine with Ethan at the hospital, but after texting him, she learned he was tied up with commitments that evening, so she gave up on the idea.
On Monday, Brenna headed to her workplace as usual. Barely settled at her desk, she received a call from Shirie University’s academic office. “Ms. Harper, your final lecture is scheduled for Tuesday. The students have greatly appreciated your sessions, and we would like to offer you a permanent teaching role for our graduate students in the mechanical engineering department. Are you interested?”
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