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    But reality struck her like a cold de—Ethan’s rift with Elsa was deeper than she had realized. Not only did he flout his mother’s wishes, but he was also very close to Brenna in public, even kissing her.


    Upon arriving at thepany today, she set down her designer handbag, a splurge she had justified because everyone in the office unted luxury brands. She was also wearing an outfit she had just bought yesterday, equally expensive.


    This was a lifestyle she had never imagined affording before. Her mother worked with Elsa, and she herself had once been Elsa’s subordinate.


    Though her family’s status mirrored Elsa’s in some ways, it paled inparison to the Mitchells’ wealth.


    In order to make herself worthy of Ethan, she had spentvishly to polish her image. Yet, on her debut in the expensive outfit, Rex saddled her with cleaning duties.


    She had argued with him, but Rex had ample justification for that. “You’re the only one without a set role here. Who else should do it but you? Besides, this order came straight from Mr. Mitchell.”


    Minna felt utterly humiliated. She was certain that Rex was deliberately making things difficult for her.


    Wasn’t cleaning the janitor’s job? Why was she, a secretary, stuck with it?


    She had learned from Rex that the 57th and 58th floors were newly renovated for a new department, needing thorough cleaning and setup. She had never expected Ethan and Brenna to be here.


    Now that Brenna had learned she was here to do the cleaning, Minna knew mockery was inevitable.


    How could she not be furious?


    Yet, amid her fury, her mind raced. She quickly thought of a n to make Brenna upset.


    Thrusting the stic bin she carried into ni’s hands, Minna strode toward Ethan and Brenna. She had spent hours perfecting her makeup that morning and was confident she rivaled, if not surpassed, Brenna’s beauty. “Mr. Mitchell, what brings you here?” she asked, deliberately ignoring Brenna.


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    Ethan had no patience for her games. Sensing her intent to stir trouble, he turned to Brenna with a warm smile. “Let me show you around. If anything’s not to your liking, I’ll have it fixed.”


    Minna’s pride felt trampled. She could hear ni and the cleaning staff behind her stifling giggles, ridiculing her.


    The shame seared her like a hot iron. Her resentment for Brenna deepened.


    Just then, ni greeted Ethan and Brenna cheerfully.


    Ethan nodded, introducing her to Brenna, saying, “This is my secretary, ni Boyd. You’ve met her before.”


    Minna’s humiliation intensified. Ethan’s polite, easy tone with others, contrasted with his cold dismissal of her, cut like a de.


    Unable to endure it, Minna fled to the restroom.


    Brenna’s calm voice carried across the open space. “Hi, I remember you. You handle refreshments, right? I’ll be working here from now on, so I might need your help sometimes.”


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