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    Any shred of good impression Brenna had of Gracie disappeared in an instant. Gracie was now shamelessly chasing after the same man as her, and Brenna found the situation utterly baffling. Even stranger was Gracie’s two-faced invitation for her and Ethan to show up together. What was Gracie trying to do?


    Brenna said, “Actually, I’ll be there. But I’m attending with Thiago. Ethan and I have already broken up.”


    The answer sent a jolt of happiness through Gracie, and for a second, her delight almost slipped out. Brenna’s frosty expression made herpose herself. “Really? You’ve broken up? When did that happen?”


    Instead of answering Gracie’s question, Brenna threw one back at her. “You like Ethan, don’t you, Miss Wilson? If this news brightens your day, don’t hold back. Go ahead and smile.”


    A sh of disapproval crossed Gracie’s eyes. In her mind, Brenna’s bluntness bordered on rudeness. Was this how she treated business contacts, too? How could anyone socking in tact survive in the business world?


    Rather than escting things, Gracie kept herposure. “Miss Harper, with your talent and looks, you’ll have a new boyfriend before you know it. I still have a few more invitations to hand out, so I’ll excuse myself now.” With that, Gracie left, her steps lighter, her mood obviously lifted.


    Excitement bubbled up the moment she stepped inside the elevator. “Unbelievable! They’ve split for good. With Ethan’s rtionship with me, he’ll definitely support me wholeheartedly from now on. He’ll probably agree to marry me, even if it’s just a fake marriage,” she muttered.


    Momentster, the elevator doors opened on the ny-ninth floor. Gracie stepped out of the elevator, and ni led her to Ethan’s office. Gracie, still in high spirits, began strategizing in her mind about how to tell Ethan about this matter while walking.


    Inside the office, Ethan faced three vice presidents from across the polished table. His features were stern, his tone serious. “We need the annual financial report wrapped up soon. Everything must be in ce before our tenth anniversary event. This year’s numbers are impressive, especially overseas, where both orders and profits have soared. Go ahead and let the press know about the uing celebration. There will be gifts for everyone and a raffle with plenty of prizes.”


    A gentle smile appeared on Gracie’s lips as she waited for Ethan to finish. Then, she offered a polite greeting to him and the gathered executives. Expecting Ethan to break from business and focus on her, Gracie hoped he would send the others away and give her his undivided attention.


    Instead, he simply nced at her with his usual calm, distant look. “What brings you here, Gracie?”


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    Disappointment pricked at Gracie. At that moment, she realized he regarded her just like any other guest, not someone deserving special attention.


    “I came to deliver invitations,” she replied calmly. She understood Ethan’s temperament well — he disliked drama and valued people who knew when to be sensible.


    Yesterday at the jewelry store, she had clearly sensed his displeasure toward her. Today, she was here to make amends and apologize. But since they weren’t alone, she couldn’t bring up personal topics for now. She reached into her bag, producing a neatly arranged stack of invitations. With respectful courtesy, she presented one to Ethan. “The Wilson Group’s Vand branch is holding a banquet to wee me officially. I’d be deeply honored if you all could attend.”


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