Chapter 741
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Surveying the dishes Greta had touched, Ethan found his appetite gone.
He rose and headed back to the serving line for a tray of untouched dishes.
He then said to Brenna, “Brenna, come here and join me.”
On the surface, the employees appeared absorbed in their lunches and lighthearted chatter, giving off the impression that they weren’t paying attention to Ethan and Brenna. But in reality, Ethan’s rare appearance in the cafeteria, and with his girlfriend no less, was the kind of thing that didn’t go unnoticed.
Throughout the history of the company, sightings of Ethan in the staff dining area had been few and far between. For most junior and mid-level employees, he was a distant figure they could glimpse only once or twice a year. So when Ethan changed tables with Brenna, everyone noticed.
At her table, Greta couldn’t shake the sensation that many people were staring at her, mocking her, and gossiping about her.
Fingers clenched around her fork, she stared down at the spread of twelve dishes in front of her, unsure of what to do.
Getting up to join Ethan and Brenna might earn her a public dismissal from Ethan. Staying behind could mean admitting she was disliked by him.
She really didn’t know what to do now.
In the end, she stayed put, thinking it was better than risking being rejected by Ethan publicly.
Though many of her colleagues, especially those from engineering, were familiar with her, no one made the move to sit with her.
As Greta scanned the cafeteria with a lowered gaze, she took a small breath of relief. She noticed that no one seemed to care about what she was doing, all focused on their meals.
After work, Brenna received a call from Jordy.
By seven in the evening, she was seated in a private dining room with a circular table large enough for twenty.
Despite the space, only four people had gathered: Brenna, Jordy, Denis, and Isabella. The table was adorned with lavish dishes, each portion small but beautifully presented.
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Leaning back in her seat slightly, Brenna arched a brow with satisfaction. “The food looks good. So… Does this mean you’ve agreed to my terms?”
Denis sat across from her, his expression tight with frustration. For days, he’d been exhausting every possible lead, even hiring local tech specialists in an attempt to breach Jade’s financial system. Nothing had worked. The funds remained locked.
Now, he was forced to consider Brenna’s terms.
The idea of handing over half the money grated on Denis and his companions, but they knew that once the matter was settled, they could find ways to control how much Brenna actually received.
With a stiff tone, Denis finally spoke. “We’ve agreed to your conditions, Miss Harper. Let’s eat.”
He exchanged a knowing glance with Jordy. They had arranged for this meal and put on an act to make Brenna lower her guard and believe they genuinely agreed to give her half the money.
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