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    Milton’s face grew serious. “I can’t let that happen.” He had considered the same oue, but Ethan had been so stubborn.

    After a pause, Milton said, “I know what I need to do now.” He would buy time, acting as though he truly wanted to help the Wilson Group, all while doing little and waiting for their copse.

    After all, he was just a hired executive, not an actual stakeholder in the Mitchell Group. Even if the Mitchell Group went bankrupt, he wouldn’t be affected much.

    “Thank you for talking to me. I’ll be heading back now,” he said to Thiago before standing up and leaving.

    Brenna finally turned to Thiago. “Do you think he understood what you meant?”

    Thiago answered with certainty, “He’s not stupid. I said one thing and meant another, and you stayed silent. He knows what to do now.”

    Brenna gave a soft hum in response and nced over at the table where Gracie was sitting.

    Gracie was quick to ask Milton, “So, how did it go? I noticed Brenna didn’t say a single word to you.”

    With a cool and distant tone, Milton replied, “Mrs. Nicolson, this sort of issue can’t be solved on the spot. Let’s enjoy lunch first. I’ll gather the leadership for a meetingter today so we can work out a n.”

    Gracie’s confusion was obvious. “You were so anxious earlier. Why do you seem so calm now? Did youe up with something? What is it? Tell me.”

    She held out her phone for him to see. “Look, the Wilson Group stock is tanking by the minute. We’re losing a fortune right now!”

    “Just try to stay calm. I’m already putting together a solution,” Milton said. Gracie started to cry, but the three vice presidents showed no reaction to her tears.

    Later in the afternoon, Brenna sat in her office, deep in conversation with Thiago about the next shipment of robotic arms, when Lorna came in with two drinks—coffee for Brenna and lemon juice for Thiago.

    With a yful tone, Lorna started chatting. “Boss, guess what? I just bumped into ni downstairs. She told me that during Milton’s executive meeting, he suddenly fainted and had to be rushed to the hospital.”

    Brenna barely reacted. “Is that so? He looked fine during lunch.”

    Thiago gave a smallugh. “You know how it goes. As people get older, health scares pop up more often. He’ll be back on his feet after a bit of rest.”

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    Lorna nodded along. “Exactly. Once people reach a certain age, sickness is prettymon. ni also said that Gracie had spent an entire day and night waiting for Mr. Mitchell near his office. But he never came back, and her every attempt to call him failed.”

    Finishing her updates, Lorna left Brenna’s office.

    A bright smile broke out across Brenna’s face.

    Thiago grinned, saying, “Feeling happy now?”

    “Yeah,” Brenna replied, picking up her desk phone. “Lorna, get everyone a fruit juice of their choice. My treat. Don’t forget to include the people on the fifty-seventh floor.”

    Apuse and cheers filtered in from outside.

    Brenna felt her mood soar. She suddenly understood Ethan’s intentions now. Ethan was distancing himself from Gracie. Instead of turning her down outright, he had

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