Chapter 740
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While this was a valid suggestion, Greta remained displeased. If Tommy hadn’t intervened, Ethan might have noticed her figure and perhaps even been charmed.
After saying that, Tommy returned to his office and told Joe what had happened.
It was unusual for both Brenna and Ethan to be at the company at noon, so they headed to the cafeteria for lunch together.
Though the Mitchell Group’s employees worked at the headquarters, they rarely saw Ethan. In fact, most had never seen him in the cafeteria before. Ethan’s presence with Brenna in the cafeteria sparked a buzz.
Still, as the CEO of the company, Ethan’s presence in the cafeteria for lunch wasn’t exactly shocking. After the initial surprise, the employees returned to their meals.
Since the company had thousands of employees, the cafeteria sprawled across three floors, offering a variety of cuisines and ample seating.
Anticipating Ethan’s presence at the cafeteria, Greta had deliberately left for lunch when Brenna left her office.
As she stepped out of one elevator, Ethan emerged from another. She basked in the spotlight alongside Brenna and Ethan, feeling pleased.
“Brenna, what’s your favorite food? This section has spicy dishes, and that one has sweeter options…” Greta deliberately positioned herself between Ethan and Brenna, trying to catch Ethan’s attention.
“I’ll choose my own,” Brenna replied, unruffled by Greta’s maneuvers. She trusted Ethan completely. If he were swayed so easily by other women, his beautiful secretaries would have won him over long ago.
Brenna quickly chose some dishes, and Greta followed suit, selecting her own as well.
“Brenna, mind if I sit with you? I have some design queries to discuss,” Greta said, seemingly indicating she wasn’t intentionally being a third wheel.
“I don’t mind; let’s eat together,” Brenna responded, unbothered by Greta’s presence during her time with Ethan. She knew that whatever Greta intended to do, she would do it in front of everyone, so she wouldn’t do anything reckless. Besides, her conversation with Ethan was nothing Greta couldn’t hear.
Ethan had more dishes on his tray, specifically choosing a plate of ravioli. He and Brenna sat across from one another, sharing the dishes they had chosen. Greta, with a bright smile, set her food alongside theirs and asked, “Mind if we all share, Mr. Mitchell?”
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Ethan glanced at Brenna, who appeared unbothered by Greta, and offered a casual nod. Still, he avoided touching the dishes Greta had brought.
Greta, meanwhile, subtly mimicked Ethan’s choices, sampling the same dishes he tasted, though she was careful not to overdo it, wary of drawing attention.
“Brenna, you should try the ravioli; they’re really tasty,” Greta suggested, sliding a piece onto Brenna’s plate. Ethan had picked the ravioli, a dish tied to fond memories of his grandmother’s cooking from childhood.
“Okay,” Brenna responded, slightly uncomfortable but choosing not to comment on it.
After Greta touched the ravioli, Ethan stopped eating it.
As Greta reached for another dish Ethan had chosen, he said sharply, “Stick to your own dishes. I don’t like sharing food with others.”
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