Chapter 351: Braeden laughed, showing understanding of her hesitations. "Don't worry. If we want you on our team, we won't let your past be an obstacle. We might even help clear it up for you." Brenna's eyes brightened at the thought. If she had the military's support, her enemies would likely hesitate before harming her.
Yet, this support would also mean less freedom for her. "I'll consider it," Brenna answered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBraeden brought Brenna into a spacious office that gave off a strong military vibe. The furniture was arranged with uniform precision. Not a single item looked out of place.
Accompanying them was an administrative officer in uniform. She offered Brenna a faint smile, her eyes bright with admiration. Brenna caught on quickly. She reached into her bag and handed over a USB drive she had prepared earlier. "There's only one folder on it. It contains all the design concepts tied to this project." "Print 32 copies and take them to the conference room," Braeden instructed.
He then motioned toward a chair across from his desk and said to Brenna, “Please, have a seat. Would you like water, coffee, or cola?" Brenna replied with a poised smile, "Coffee will be fine." The entire office was done up in military green. The desk, the shelves, and even the chairs followed the scolor scheme. The leather sofa matched, too.
Naturally, the items on the table carried the stone, though each one varied slightly in shade. Still, they were arranged with purpose, making the space seem aesthetically pleasing.
After taking it all in, Brenna slowly unzipped her backpack. She pulled out her laptop and opened the design sketches for Braeden to see. Braeden poured a glass of coffee and handed it to Brenna before turning his attention to the design sketches.
A few minutes later, the female administrative officer returned and knocked once before stepping inside. “Mr. Foster, the documents have been delivered. Everyone's in the conference room now." Latest chapters in glovesBraeden nodded and then said to Brenna, "Let's head to the meeting and go over your design proposal." The conference room was sleek and built with a militarized edge. Thirty young men filled the space, all unfamiliar to Brenna. Each one carried himself with confidence.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs Brenna stepped inside, a warm round of applause greeted her. She met everyone's eyes with a steady smile. But when her eyes landed on the sixth face on the left, she froze.
She almost blurted out Ethan's name.
The resemblance was uncanny.
From his build to the way he carried himself, If the man looked almost exactly like Ethan. Brenna was almost convinced that the man was Ethan.
Wearing the military uniform, the man looked refined. There was warmth in his expression and depth e in his eyes that pulled her in. Brenna was unable to look away. Her stare lingered long enough for others in the room to notice.
Braeden picked up on it, too. He turned toward the man and said, the man "Kenny Mitchell, introduce yourself.”