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    Still, Greta kept her dissatisfaction to herself and turned to Brenna. “Brenna, they say the roastedmb here is out of this world. How about we order some?”


    Tommy said, “I’ve already ordered some. Roastedmb needs preordering, and it’s probably ready now. Everyone, we can dig in tonight!”


    Nearby colleagues joined the chatter, buzzing about the roastedmb’s hefty price tag.


    As they stepped into the reserved private room, a sprawling 200-square-meter space, the group of nearly sixty felt at ease. The room was spacious enough for them.


    Greta hovered near Brenna, saying, “Brenna, I had no clue Mr. Mitchell owned this ce. No wonder everything’s so top-tier.”


    Brenna gave a nonchnt nod. “Yeah, I didn’t even know they made roastedmb here, or how many ventures Ethan’s got going.”


    Greta’s eyes flicked to the door as a server rolled in a cart piled with beer, followed by others bearing roastedmb and an array of skewers. The scent of delicious food flooded the room, pulling everyone closer. Brenna joined the crowd, saying, “Order anything you want tonight; it’s my treat.”


    Greta stayed close, stealing another nce at the door. Ethan hadn’t shown up yet, but she didn’t dare ask Brenna when he would being. Since Brenna, Ethan’s girlfriend, was not concerned about that, she knew she shouldn’t show concern either.


    Knowing Ethan’s demanding schedule, Greta trusted Brenna’s word that he woulde eventually.


    Brenna’s employees were in high spirits, singing, drinking, and chatting. Greta stuck by Brenna, eagerly serving her skewers and slicingmb for her te.


    About an hourter, Ethan arrived and entered the room.


    Brenna greeted him with a subtle smile, asking, “Is he awake?” She was talking about Jayceon.


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    Ethan, in a cheerful mood, replied, “He’s awake and stable now. The doctor was blown away by your medicine, calling it revolutionary and wishing it could be mass-produced.”


    He scanned the lively, youthful crowd, giving Greta a brief nod before focusing on talking to Brenna.


    Greta quickly carvedmb, grabbed skewers, and fetched beer for Ethan, setting them before him.


    She stayed quiet, cautious not to let Brenna or Ethan sense her intentions, masking her actions as loyalty to Brenna.


    But Tommy and Joe weren’t fooled.


    They knew that many of Brenna’s female employees admired Ethan. After all, who wouldn’t be drawn to such an exceptional man? Yet, most saw him as an unreachable star, never daring to dream of more, fully aware of the chasm between them.


    Ethan had barely settled for ten minutes when Rosie and Maxley entered the room, dressed as before, their faces lit with ttering smiles.


    Their entrance silenced the singing, and the room quieted. The group gathered to share food and drinks.


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