Bethan narrowed her eyes, she did not have the time nor energy to deal with her, so she turned and walked out of the office with the documents in her hands.
On the way, the more she thought about it the more hilarious she found the situation to be.
Brettley was a brilliant man. He almost exposed her identity several times. But for some reason, when faced with Fiona, he became an idiot with zero mental capabilities, believing everything that she told him, doing everything that she ordered him to.
Those in the know knew that he had feelings for her. Those who did not would think he owed her a life debt.
While she was busy contemplating all these, the elevator pinged.
Bethan sucked in a deep breath, calmed herself down, then knocked on his office door and pushed it open.
In his office, Brettley was watching as Fiona took her medicine.
“It’s so bitter.”
Looking at Fiona’s wrinkled features, Brettley’s lips curled up in a smile and he handed her an apple. “
You’re not a child anymore, the taste shouldn’t bother you.”
Fiona pouted and took the apple; she was about to say something when she saw Bethan who was standing in the doorway.
She pursed her lips and looked at him intimately. “
Brettley, Ms. Bethan is here to see you for work, right? I’ll be leaving now.”
With that, she hurriedly stood up and strode away. When she walked past Bethan, she even gave her a shallow smile.
Bethan frowned in confusion.
“Sit.”
After Fiona left, Brettley frowned and pointed indifferently to the seat opposite him. He had not seen her in a week, now she looked thinner and more haggard than before. Although his heart ached slightly at the sight of her, but…
Bethan frowned and sat down in her designated seat. She raised her eyes and looked at him. “Mr. Morrison, did you ask here to discuss the events of this morning?”
He furrowed his eyebrows, glancing at her in confusion, and asked, “What happened this morning?”
Bethan was shocked. “Ms. Blake didn’t tell you what happened this morning?”
Brettley paused, then laughed, “Are you referring to the celebrations the other staff members organized for you? Fiona told me about it, it’s a good thing that everyone in your department can get along well.”
Then he even laughed in a low voice as he said, “This is the first time you’re treating them to karaoke and a meal, right? When Fiona told me about it just now, I was surprised too. I never thought you would invite her, and even ask her to bring me along.”
Bethan was stunned.
He lifted his thick, well-defined hand and rubbed between his eyebrows. “The design department is the only department in the entire group that organized an event to celebrate my son’s recovery. Is there a problem with me attending their gathering?”
Lucas was silent for a few moments. “No problem at all.”
Then, he lowered his head and focused on organizing the documents, continuing his work reports to Brettley.
Half an hour later, after finishing the arrangements and reports about work, Lucas sighed before leaving the office. In the end, he could not help himself and said, “Actually, I think…both you and Ms. Blake should not be attending the gathering tonight…”
Bethan’s dinner party was a happy occasion. If Brettley and Fiona attended, the staff members would not be able to relax and have fun, but most importantly, Bethan would feel uncomfortable.
Besides, if Fiona and Bethan got drunk and got into a fight… The repercussions would be disastrous.
Brettley squinted at his assistant’s words. “You mean, I shouldn’t attend a dinner to celebrate the success of my son’s operation?”
Lucas was speechless.
He sucked in a deep breath. “I’m sorry, I should not have said that. “
Then, he held the documents in his arms and fled out of the room.
Looking at his assistant’s retreating back, Brettley squinted his eyes faintly, then lowered them and continued his work.
He knew what Lucas was worried about. But…
Even though the gathering tonight was a departmental gathering, Bethan was a woman after all. He knew how high her alcohol tolerance level was and her habits after she got drunk.
If he wasn’t there, he would be too worried about her drinking alone with those people. Even though those people were her subordinates, he would still be married.
Besides…
He lifted his hand and caressed the invitation to the International Jewelry Design Competition on the table in front of him, a wry smile on the edges of his lips.
After the competition, Bethan and the jewelry produced by the Morrison Group would be famous worldwide, then she could earn more money for him quickly and leave Banyan City, this hotbed for trouble and rumors.
Then, there would be less and less time for him to spend with her.
That evening at s p.m. on the dot, everyone in the design department got off work.
Shannon led everyone to Bethan’s office, where they handed her the completed 500- word apology letters and looked forward to the dinner gathering later.
Even though money was a little tight for her, she still brought them to a fairly decent place, the Yacht Club Hotel, one of the subsidiaries of the Craig Group owned by Bonnie.
Bonnie had already made arrangements with the manager of the hotel, so the manager was already waiting at the entrance for Bethan and her subordinates when they stepped out of their taxis.
They were given the most luxurious private room in the Yacht Club Hotel. The moment Shannon and Samson entered the room, they started cheering.
Everyone enjoyed themselves, some eating while others sang songs on the karaoke machine and yet many others sat around engaged in conversation.
Bethan sat in the corner, thanking Bonnie over the phone. “I ‘m sorry you had to waste money on me, thank you.”
“What are you talking about, back then, I wanted to give this hotel to you as a present, now I’m just giving you a discount, what are you thanking me for?”
Then, she even sent a photo of her attending a banquet in their neighboring city tonight. “Does my jewelry match my dress? I need some advice please.”
Bethan smiled helplessly, then lowered her head and typed out a reply seriously. Beside her, Shannon and a few other female staff members started to gossip as they drank.
“Luckily Fiona didn’t come today, the atmosphere would be ruined if she did.”
“Previously, of the women beside President Morrison, I found Alice Peterson to be irritating, but now, Fiona is even worse.”
“She looked so fake when she was taking her medicine this morning, maybe she’s just pretending to be sick.”
“Exactly, I think she’s faking it too, her acting skills are so poor, how come President Morrison can’t see through her act?”
The moment the words left her mouth, the door to the room was slammed open with a loud bang.
Standing in the doorway were Brettley and Fiona.
Fiona had her arm hooked through Brettley’s arm, her complexion pale and lifeless. With an ice-cold expression on his face, Brettley looked at the female staff member who just spoke, his tone low and forbidding as he said, “Please repeat what you just said.”
The air in the room turned into ice at Brettley’s words. Bethan frowned at the cold surrounding air, and finally pulled her mind back from the conversation with Bonnie.
The moment she raised her eyes, she saw Brettley and Fiona standing together in the doorway. They had their arms hooked through each other’s arms, dressed in the same moon -white color, from afar, they looked like the perfect couple.
At that moment, Brettley was glaring icily at Shannon and the few female employees beside her, his fury apparent in his eyes.
Under his gaze, Shannon turned pale as a ghost, the few people around her all lowered their heads instinctively and did not dare to raise their heads at all.
Bethan did not know what happened. But tonight’s gathering was organized by her, she was the one who invited all of them. She had to step forward to smooth things out when the atmosphere turned tense.
She sucked in a deep breath and stood up. “Since Mr. Morrison and Ms. Blake are here, why don’t the both of you come in and have a seat?”
With that, she glanced at the two people who were standing stock still in the doorway. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong?”
Brettley snorted and shifted his ice- cold gaze onto Bethan. “Why don’t you ask your dear subordinates what they were gossiping about behind other people’s backs?”
Bethan instinctively turned and glanced at Shannon.
Shannon bit her lip and hurriedly stood up, saying, “
I’m…I’m sorry! I should not have gossiped about Ms. Blake behind her back! I’m so sorry! “
With that she picked up her personal belongings from the sofa and announced, “I’ll be leaving now, I don’t want to rain on everyone’s parade! “
Seeing Shannon stand up, the other women who also participated in the exchange of gossip also stood up in a hurry, followed Shannon’s example and apologized to Brettley and Fiona, then rushed to the backdoor.
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