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    Throughout the meeting, a cold distance clung to her team. Some colleagues grew outright uncooperative, while others were simply indifferent to her. Despite it all, Gracie pressed on, finishing the work as nned, though the subtle shift in atmosphere had left her uneasy.


    Returning to her own office, Gracie found her assistant, Sonia Patel, following her inside.


    Unable to hold back her worries, she turned to her assistant. “Sonia, did you get the feeling something was off with everyone today? I don’t remember doing anything to upset them; am I missing something?”


    Having worked with Gracie long enough, Sonia knew her boss’ ws. Gracie was sometimes arrogant but treated her well. Sonia feared that if she didn’t reveal the truth, Gracie might suffer even more.


    Silently, she ced her phone on the desk, showing Gracie the messages circting in the group chats.


    Sudden rity washed over Gracie as she scrolled through the endless stream of messages.


    Every chat group across thepany seemed to be discussing her.


    The photo of her had been shared endlessly across countless chats. Even though it showed only her silhouette, there was no mistaking that she was the one in the photo.


    Tears welled up and spilled over as the realization struck her. Who had done this? Who could be so cruel?


    Phone clutched tightly, Gracie rushed out of the office. Sonia hurried after her, worry etched on her face.


    Without hesitation, Gracie made her way to the CEO’s office.


    Inside, Milton was in the midst of briefing Ethan on the recent drone project. Spotting Gracie’s tear-streaked face, Milton instantly understood why she was here; he had seen the photo and had allowed the gossip to fester unchecked. The three vice presidents had witnessed the incident firsthand, and Milton had already briefed Ethan on the matter before his report.


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    Now, the situation threatened to be a full-blown PR crisis for the Mitchell Group.


    Ethan kept hisposure as he addressed Milton, saying, “Thank you, Milton. Your handling of the project has been exemry. Move forward with funding, and provide any technical support our business partners need.” Ethan dismissed Milton calmly.


    With a look of quiet sympathy, Milton passed Gracie on his way out, making sure to close the door behind him as he left.<fn5fdd> For original chapters go to </fn5fdd>


    Gracie, nearly ovee with tears, thrust Sonia’s phone onto Ethan’s desk. “Ethan, look at this!” she said, her voice breaking. “It has to be Brenna who spread this photo.”


    Ethan had already caught wind of the matter—Rex had briefed him before Milton hade into his office.


    He’d wasted no time, instructing the IT department to find out who had leaked the photo.


    Ethan felt sympathy for Gracie and was furious, bewildered by the audacity of someone spreading such a scandalous image of apany executive.


    He said, “I already know what happened at the fundraising event. Don’t start ming Brenna—she’s not the type to stoop to something like this.” He knew that if Brenna ever wanted revenge, she’d be far more direct.


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