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    Brenna, in turn, sent the full batch of Thiago’s messages over to Braeden.


    Later, as noon approached and Brenna was about to grab lunch, she opened her office door to find two people standing outside. Both looked professional enough to pass as new hires in thepany.


    One was a woman with cropped hair and dark sunsses. The other was a tall man—easily over six feet—with the kind of face that melted into a crowd.


    “Hi, did Braeden send you?” Brenna asked, shaking hands with them and inviting them into her office for a quiet word.<fn56fe> The source of th?s content is </fn56fe>


    The man spoke up first. “I’m Finley Ford.”


    Next, the woman introduced herself. “I’m Libby Gill.”


    Finley continued, “Mr. Foster has already positioned security at your usual spots. We handle this kind of assignment all the time, so you can rx. No one will suspect a thing. From today, we’re your family’s bodyguards, just under new orders from thepany.”


    “Thank you, both of you. Let’s get some lunch.”


    Libby and Finley stuck close to Brenna as she headed out, blending in seamlessly as if they belonged to the regr staff.


    At the restaurant, while Brenna was choosing her food, Gracie appeared beside her.


    “Miss Harper, happy birthday. I didn’t realize yesterday was your birthday. Sorry I missed it.”


    “That’s alright,” Brenna smiled, but she couldn’t help but notice the gentle curve of Gracie’s belly, even though the rest of her body looked unchanged. Was Gracie expecting a baby?


    Brenna’s lips curved into a sly smile. No wonder Gracie had eased off chasing after Ethan—it seemed she had clearly found someone else.


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    Choosing a seat, Brenna kept her gaze discreetly fixed on Gracie. Other than the faint curve of her belly, there was nothing unusual about Gracie. The small bump was barely visible and could easily go unnoticed unless someone examined her closely.


    At the same table, Joe, Tommy, and Lorna were enjoying their meal. Seated beside Lorna, Brenna leaned in and murmured, “Have you noticed? Gracie looks like she’s got a little belly.”


    Lorna’s eyes went wide. “So you saw it too?”


    Her nce flicked toward Gracie, who was chatting with several executives at another table. They were too far away to overhear anything.


    “People have been whispering about it for over a week,” Lorna admitted. “Apparently, she’s been throwing up almost every morning after getting to the office, and her food’s been nder than usual. Everyone’s starting to suspect that she’s pregnant.”


    Brenna gave a small nod. “Any clue who the father is?”


    A knowing smile spread across Lorna’s face. “Can’t say for certain, but word is Gracie’s been spending a lot of time with Waldo. Some even im they saw them checking into a hotel together. Odds are, the baby’s his.”


    “Interesting. The once-proud CEO of the Wilson Group caught up in a scandal like this. Who would’ve thought?” Brenna mused, thinking that Gracie didn’t need to resort to this. Gracie only needed to work properly, and even if she didn’t achieve anything, Ethan would still let her stay in thepany.


    Noticing Brenna’s spark of interest, Lorna asked, “Should we let people know?”


    “We’ll wait for the right time,” Brenna replied. She figured it was only fair to give Gracie a taste of her own medicine after all the trouble she’d caused for her.


    “Got it. Leave it to me!” Lorna grinned, already confident in her ability to spread news. Herwork reached every level of the Mitchell Group.


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