Chapter 70 Brandon''s Sudden Request


    In a daze, J trudged back to her desk.


    "Gerda, Mr. Harding wouldn''t make a huge fuss out of us employees, would he?" J whispered


    to her colleague, her voice riddled with anxiety.


    "Nah, I don''t think so. After all, a boss should be open-minded. But maybe he''s capable of making


    mountains out of molehills. Who knows? I can''t read minds."


    Gerda''s cryptic answer only served to make J even more uneasy. What if she had offended


    Garrett?


    The next day, when J rushed to work, she ran into Garrett at the gate of thepany.


    Eyes darting around nervously, she managed to pluck up the courage to approach him to apologize.


    "Mr. Harding, excuse me. About what happened yesterday..."


    But before she could finish her sentence, when Garrett saw her approaching, he immediately turned


    around and rushed back inside the car. He shouted at the driver anxiously, "Go! Get me out of here!


    Hurry!"


    J''s steps faltered as she watched the car zoom off. She was speechless.


    When she sat down at her desk, J felt so dejected that she lowered her head to her table and


    muttered, "Gerda, I think my career''s over." Garrett didn''t even want to see her. He was probably so


    offended.


    With a sandwich in her mouth, Gerda handed J a bottle of milk. "Don''t talk like that. Ms. Fisher


    might hear you and give you an earful." "Oh, thanks." J gratefully epted the milk. "You''re too


    mean. I think Ms. Fisher''s a good person."This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    As J turned on herputer and checked her inbox, a notification suddenly popped up in the


    work group chat.


    "Brandon Larson sent you a friend request."


    What the hell?!


    Startled, J nearly choked on the milk she was drinking.


    Brandon was the ever-elusive CEO of the Larson Group.


    How the heck did she fall under his radar? Brandon''s position was even higher than that of Garrett!


    Worse yet was the fact that the request was sentst night.


    Mind whirling, J cautiously epted Brandon''s request. It had been hours since he had sent


    the request. Would the CEO think that she was arrogant?


    J hurriedly typed, "Good morning, Mr. Larson. I''m sorry. I went to bed earlyst night, so I didn''t


    see your request until just now."


    As Ethan was pouring over the financial statements of the new quarter, his phone suddenly buzzed.


    When he saw the text, he couldn''t help but smile and started typing out a reply.


    "I see. Thepany is currently running an investigation on its senior executives. Has Garrett


    Harding harassed you in any way?"


    When J read this, rms went off in her mind.


    Did Brandon know that she had gone to Garrett''s office yesterday?


    But Garrett had done the opposite of harassment. At the mere sight of her, Garrett had turned


    around and ran just now, as if he had seen a ghost.


    Frowning slightly, J answered, "No, I rarely interact with Mr. Harding."


    Brandon then asked, "You''ve been working in the Larson Group for a while now. How''s the


    experience? If you encounter any problems, just tell me. I''ve seen your designs, and I think you


    have great potential."


    J''s heart skipped a beat. This was the Brandon Larson of the Larson Group. The CEO had


    noticed her, a faceless employee amidst a hundred others.


    She replied obsequiously, "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Larson. I will do my best for the sake of


    thepany."


    "What''s your n for the future in terms of your career?"


    J hastily replied to express her loyalty to thepany. "I enjoy it here with the Larson Group


    and would be honored if I could grow here. If I can, I''d like to spearhead projects in the future. That


    way, I can learn a lot more."


    "Okay. I won''t disturb you anymore."


    After that, Brandon didn''t say anything more. Minutes ticked by, but J didn''t receive any more


    notifications, so she closed the chat window.


    The CEO''s words were so concise yet impactful, which made him look unprecedentedly cool.


    "Hey, are you chatting with your boyfriend?" J nearly jumped in her seat when Gerda''s voice


    suddenly sounded right next to her ear.


    "What—? Of course not!" she immediately refuted, pping herptop shut. After a moment of


    thought, she asked in a low voice, "Have you ever seen Mr. Larson?"


    Their CEO was so mysterious that, although he was a well-known public figure, nobody knew what


    he even looked like. There were no pictures of him anywhere.


    "Not exactly... But one time, I went downstairs to buy breakfast and I saw Mr. Harding with a tall,


    buff guy. I figured the other man was Mr. Larson. I mean, his back alone had an incredibly


    domineering aura. Why''d you ask? Have you seen him?" Gerda asked curiously, as to be expected


    from the most gossipy employee in thepany.


    "No," J sighed helplessly.


    Shaking her head, she decided to drop the subject and proceeded to work. Perhaps the CEO


    chatted up random employees as part of his routine...