Chapter 910
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The comment had the most likes and replies, though many people were criticizing the commenter.
“Your mind’s in the gutter. If there was anything improper between them, would he show up with a crowd to greet her at the airport? He would have gone solo and booked a hotel room in secret. Don’t twist the situation!”
“Ethan is not like that. You’re just slandering him!”
As Brenna scrolled through hundreds of comments, a sense of calm washed over her. If strangers online could see Ethan’s true character, why should she question him?
Unable to sleep, she kept watching videos, stumbling across a few featuring Ethan and Gracie. It dawned on her that Gracie was in Vanland to take up the position of CEO of the Wilson Group’s local division, not to join the Mitchell Group.
Her spirits lifted.
The next morning, Brenna geared up to drive to work. As she stepped outside, a car horn blared. She spotted Ethan’s car parked at her gate, with him standing beside it.
Approaching him, Brenna maintained her usual demeanor, studying his face for any hint of unease. Ethan, impeccably dressed, met her gaze with his usual composed expression.
“I’m not heading to the office today. Looks like we’re not going the same way,” Brenna said.
“Where are you off to? Need any help?” Ethan asked, his curiosity genuine. He had been swamped lately, wrapping up a major deal with Norview’s new mob boss, which had left him no time for meals with Brenna.
“No. I’m heading to Blue Flag Trading Center to bid on a plot of land.” Casually, she asked, “Have you eaten breakfast?”
Ethan shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll grab something at the cafeteria. That land you’re eyeing, it’s a hot spot in the tech district, perfect for commercial or residential development. A lot of companies are after it. If you need extra funding, just let me know.”
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“Okay, thanks,” Brenna replied, heading to the garage. She slid into her car and drove off.
A wave of relief washed over her. Ethan’s calm expression told her that he hadn’t done anything inappropriate with Gracie; they were merely friends.
Brenna and Thiago arrived at the trading center nearly at the same time. The auction deposit was already paid, so they only needed to pick up the bidding number.
Inside the auction hall, Brenna noticed the crowd, with plenty of familiar faces among their competitors.
Denis and Isabella were there, along with Jayceon’s father, Rosie, Maxley, and representatives from several prominent Shirie-based firms.
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