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    Gracie scoffed, brimming with arrogance. “Quit? Never. The Mitchell Group pays too well. Where else would I find a gig this good? I’m sticking around to handle the Chapman Group deal. I’m not going anywhere.”


    “Really?” Brenna studied her, sensing no deception.


    After entering her office, Brenna called Ethan for rity.


    Ethan replied, “Gracie’s back on the Chapman project. Mr. Chapman’s wife had a car ident, so he’s handling the deal himself now. He insisted on Gracie taking charge of the project, so I had to agree.”


    Brenna sighed. “Convenient timing for Mrs. Chapman’s passing.”


    Ethan gave a wry chuckle. “Yeah. Her family suspects foul y in her death, too. They got the police involved, but it was ruled an ident—nothing suspicious.”


    “I think Gracie’s plotting something. You’d better have someone keep an eye on her. And Dorsey’s death… it doesn’t sit right. The way Gracie looked at me today, it felt like she was challenging me.” That was exactly what Brenna felt, and so she voiced it inly.


    “I also think something is odd,” Ethan replied. “Gracie submitted her resignation, then pulled it back out of the blue and refused the new job I found her. It’s like she knew she’d stay. I’ll have someone keep tabs on her.” Ethan took Brenna’s warning seriously.


    While they spoke, Rex knocked and entered Ethan’s office. “Sir, Mr. Chapman’s here.”


    “For what?” Ethan asked, caught off guard—no meeting was scheduled.


    “The project,” Rex said. “He wants to discuss pricing himself. We thought the price was too steep, right? We’d agreed with Mrs. Chapman to lower it, and she was on board. But after her ident, Mr. Chapman wants to renegotiate the pricing.”


    “Send him in,” Ethan said. “And pull our price assessment.” He then ended the call with Brenna.


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    Brenna, overhearing that, grew warier of Gracie. For someone with a tarnished reputation in thepany, Gracie’s boldness in sticking around was striking—not many could pull that off. At noon, Brenna met Ethan for lunch. He’d just seen Waldo out.


    “We didn’t agree on a deal,” Ethan said. “Waldo won’t budge on the price. If we press, he says he’ll cancel the whole thing.”


    “We can always switch to another supplier. Vand is full of chip manufacturers. He’s not the only one on the market, and with that kind of pricing, we’ll have more than enough options to consider,” said Brenna, believing there was no need to get stuck on the matter.


    Ethan gave a firm nod. “Yeah. That’s why I already asked Henley to reach out to five other chip producers and start negotiating.”


    “Smart move. My robots, the mechanical dogs, and the robotic arms are all running with chips from Highville Company. Their rates are reasonable, and the quality of their work is excellent. They may not rank among the top five internationally recognized firms, but I’m very satisfied with them,” Brenna said, making her rmendation clear.


    Ethan’s smile carried both warmth and affection. “I’ll have Henley pay close attention to their proposal. If the terms work out, we’ll go with them.” He felt grateful for arranging those two extra floors for Brenna’s workspace. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have the chance to see her every day or share lunches with her.


    That evening, when Brenna returned home, Julia eagerly approached her. “Miss Rosie Harper has moved out.”


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