MainNovelChapter 482: At Mitchell Group headquarters, Neville rushed into Ethan's office, a folder in hand, reporting about the viral posts.
Without even looking up from the files he was reviewing, Ethan ordered sharply, “I've seen them. Tell IT to clean up every platform. I don't want a single negative word about Brenna online." Neville glanced at him, uneasy. The CEO who was always composed now looked to be in a bad mood. Neville believed the woman in the photos looked a lot like Brenna. He was almost sure it was her.
"Mr. Mitchell," Neville said carefully, "this looks like a misunderstanding. Maybe Miss Harper was just—" "That's not her. Don't makerepeat myself.” Ethan glared at him icily. Sweat soaked the back of Neville's shirt. He had endured Ethan's coldness for years, but he had never seen him this angry.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFrom the way Ethan examined the photos, it was clear he had recognized the man in them.
"Shall I handle this man for you?" Neville asked cautiously.
He had recognized the man too. It was Thiago, Brenna's business partner—the sman who had looked at Brenna affectionately at the Imperial Bar the last time.
"Enough," Ethan said. The temperature in the room seemed to drop with his cold tone.
Neville didn't need to be told twice. "I'll get every platform scrubbed clean right now." He had barely reached the door when Ethan's phone rang.
It was an unknown number. Ethan rejected the call without hesitation, his expression dark.
Seeing that, Neville quickly fled.
Exclusive updates available gvlMeanwhile, Thiago stared at the screen, unsettled by the fact that Ethan had refused to answer his call. "Brenna, we know the truth. But love makes fools of us all. Mr. Mitchell cares about you. He might lose his grip when he sees those photos. If he misunderstands this... the consequences could be serious," he said, his voice low with concern.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmBrenna's expression was unreadable. "There's no need. If he's quick to assthe worst, it only means he doesn't trust me. And I don't waste texplaining myself to people who don't trust me." Thiago dragged a hand through his hair in frustration. "Then I'll go explain the matter to him in person." Without waiting for Brenna's response, he turned and left the studio.
He kept calling Ethan the whole drive. Every unanswered call tightened the ve. knot in his chest.
When he arrived at Ethan's company, Thiago was stopped by the receptionist. Without anappointment, he was unable to see Ethan.
With no other option, Thiago made his way to the underground garage by and waited Ethan's car.
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