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    “We could use a few more dishes,” he said, his tone casual.


    At that moment, Brenna’s phone vibrated. Lorna’s message shed on the screen, nothing more than an OK emoji.


    Less than ten minutester, as Ethan and Brenna were chatting over their meal, Ethan’s phone rang. It was Gracie calling.


    Without a second thought, he declined the call. Gracie was undoubtedly trying to persuade him to spend time with her again, but he would notply.


    The ny-ninth floor was inplete chaos, with women’s screams echoing throughout the CEO’s office area.<fn7468> The source of th?s content is F?ndNovel</fn7468>


    The Mitchell Group’s headquarters were housed in a square building with an intricate interioryout. Ethan’s office upied most of this floor, along with several meeting rooms, the offices of three vice presidents, Gracie’s office, and the secretary’s area.


    Ethan ascended in the elevator, and soon, the doors opened to reveal arge brown rat scurrying in. Reacting quickly, Ethan stepped on the rat’s tail, immobilizing it.


    Pinned and desperate, the rat thrashed wildly beneath Ethan’s shoe, ws scraping at the floor.


    Neville, who was apanying Ethan, was startled and instinctively said, “How could there be a rat here?”


    “Catch it and get rid of it,” Ethan ordered, perplexed by the sudden appearance of such arge rat in the Mitchell Group building, which had been rodent-free for years.


    Neville pulled out a pack of tissues from his pocket, attempting to wrap up the rat with them. However, the rat was too aggressive to be contained, so he abandoned the tissues and grabbed it with his bare hand, throwing it forcefully to the floor.


    Neville’s grip and powerful throw left the rat sprawled out and barely moving. When he saw the rat still twitching, he picked it up again and mmed it against the floor two more times, making sure it waspletely dead. Ethan stepped out of the elevator and saw chaos taking over the entire floor. A few of the women had climbed onto desks or chairs, clutching each other in fright, while others shrieked as rats darted across the floor.


    Some of the men rushed after the rats, either stomping at them or trying to catch them under trash bins, but these rodents were far too quick and slippery for anyone to catch.


    Ethan’s brow furrowed as he tried to make sense of the sudden swarm of rats. In the short time he had been standing there, he had already seen five particrly big ones.


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    Each of them was muchrger than any rat he had seen before.


    Neville tossed the lifeless rat into the trash and knotted the garbage bag tightly shut.


    “Help!” A scream for help echoed from Gracie’s office.


    Ethan made his way past the secretaries’ desks and headed into Gracie’s office, where she stood bnced on her desk, ring in terror at arge rat that was squeaking up at her from the floor.


    “Ethan, please help me!”


    Neville walked in after Ethan and gave a crooked smile. “There were never rats in the building before. It’s funny how they started showing up after Miss Wilson arrived.”


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