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    Damn it!


    The following day, Bruce, seated in the front, concluded his report on the day’s agenda. He nced at Kaiden, who sat in the back with his eyes shut and a furrowed brow, a clear sign of unrest.


    “Sir, did you not sleep well?” Bruce asked. Receiving no reply, he suggested, “Maybe Zoey should prepare some coffee for you?”


    Still, Kaiden didn’t respond.


    Bruce texted Zoey to make a cup of coffee.


    “Bring me the file on nning Team C,” Kaiden finally said.


    This team, overseeing advertising and publicity, rarely drew Kaiden’s attention. Why this sudden interest?


    Bruce, though puzzled,plied without question and quickly made the arrangements.


    Upon reaching his office, Kaiden found the document on his desk. He scanned it briefly and then asked, “Has Ellie been absent from worktely?”


    Kaiden’s demands were unrelenting, reminiscent of a tycoon who never let his staff rest.


    “Mrs. Thorpe isn’t bound by a full-time contract with us,” Bruce exined. “Her assignments are chosen mutually, so they’re not managed by our team. However, we can amend these terms. Let me consult the head of the nning Department.”


    Kaiden’s word wasw; any contract could be modified at his whim. Pleased, Kaiden gestured with a slender finger toward a document. “Include her in this project.”


    Bruce, ncing at the file, was taken aback. The task was the role of styling coordinator for today’s event, typically managed by the chief stylist. Now, it was being reassigned to Ellie, a rtive neer.


    “I’ll handle it immediately,” Bruce assured, aware of the urgency.


    Such a major shift in the event’s styling coordinator was unprecedented.


    Bruce couldn’t help but wonder whether Kaiden was showing favoritism toward Ellie.


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    Meanwhile, Ellie, at the hospital, received a call from the GT Group’s nning Department. Hesitant, she didn’tmit right away.


    She had informed the GT Group earlier about her personalmitments and unavability. Yet, this project presented a unique opportunity, and as a coborator, she felt obligated to fulfill her role with thepany. Her concern for Cecelia lingered, however.


    “Darling, you must seize such chances,” Cecelia encouraged her. “I’m well cared for here; don’t worry about me. The Gordon family already owes you much.”


    “But Grandma, I owe you just as much,” Ellie responded softly.


    Cecelia had been Ellie’s steadfast guardian since her childhood. If not for Cecelia, Ellie might have faced a far bleaker fate.


    Eventually, Cecelia’s words convinced Ellie, and by afternoon, she was working at the GT Group.


    Thepany’s publicity ambassador, a celebrated actor nearing fifty, was Ellie’s charge for the day. She selected a Dior suit with vertical stripes, haute couture, perfect for his red carpet appearance. It needed to be visually striking but not excessively so. Paying special attention to his hairstyle, she added curls for a sophisticated edge.


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