Chapter 963
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Thiago offered a small shake of his head. “Our designs belong at the top tier. That means bringing in the best equipment available—precision instruments and advanced production lines. Setting up our own factory just for prototypes would burn through resources. Partnering with factories that already specialize in this is a better choice. Outsourcing keeps our costs down.”
Hours slipped by as Brenna and Thiago talked about this topic, neither willing to concede.
Just then, a sharp knock interrupted their discussion. Lorna stepped inside, her face drawn tight with irritation, as if something truly unpleasant had just happened. “Miss Harper, Mr. Moreno, Gracie has arrived.”
Brenna’s expression turned cold in an instant. She glanced at Thiago, her voice tense. “Ethan and I had a fight last night. We broke up. Do you think she’s here to gloat?”
Thiago offered a calm shake of his head. “Honestly, I doubt she’d do something like that. Being the Wilson family’s daughter, she has privileges most can only dream of. She wouldn’t waste her time on petty drama. There’s got to be another reason she’s here. If you’d rather not deal with her, I can step in.”
Brenna forced a dry laugh. “Maybe I’m just overthinking it. Still, I’m not about to avoid her. Let her in.”
Before long, Lorna ushered Gracie through the doorway. Gracie swept into the room with the confidence of someone raised in the spotlight, offering a courteous smile, extending her hand to Brenna, and greeting her politely. Brenna noticed that Gracie’s gaze was calm, devoid of any complicated emotions, as if yesterday’s events had never happened.
“Miss Wilson, what brings you over today?” Choosing to keep things professional, Brenna left yesterday’s incident unmentioned.
She observed that Gracie behaved perfectly normal in Ethan’s absence, exuding the poise of someone from a wealthy family.
“Don’t you remember? I invited you to my welcome reception. Today, I’ve come to give you the invitation in person.” Gracie presented a striking orange envelope with both hands. The Wilson Group’s name gleamed in gold across the front, and the envelope was stamped with the company’s logo.
Gracie looked at Thiago. He was impeccably dressed, exuding a refined and gentle demeanor. At first glance, he seemed like a true gentleman. That first impression left Gracie inclined to like him, so she turned to Brenna with a polite smile. “And who might this be?”
With an easy gesture, Thiago offered his hand and exchanged a brief handshake with Gracie. From his jacket, he produced a business card, presenting it respectfully. “Thiago Moreno. I serve as the Vice President at the Night Studio and am also one of the company’s founders.”
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Two languages adorned the business card, making Thiago’s status immediately clear to Gracie. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Moreno. I hope both you and Miss Harper can join me this Saturday at my welcome banquet.” A genuine smile brightened Gracie’s face as she pulled an invitation from her handbag, placing it in Thiago’s hands politely.
Without missing a beat, Thiago flipped open the invitation, skimmed the details, then shut it with a relaxed nod. He then turned to Brenna. “Are you going?” Gracie silently hoped Brenna would turn down the offer. She wanted Ethan to accompany her. If Brenna showed up, it would undoubtedly affect Ethan. Worry tugged at Gracie as she waited for Brenna’s reply. Although she didn’t want Brenna and Ethan to appear as a couple at her banquet, she still extended an enthusiastic invitation. “Miss Harper, you and Ethan could attend together.”
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