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Chapter 25 The Task Abroad Ethan's words carried a sharp insinuation, that Grace was nothing but a two-faced fraud. Sizing up Daniel, Ethan struggled to suppress the gnawing sense of danger inside him. He finally turned on his heel and left. Daniel! Fine! Ethan swore he would push Pinnacle Designs to catch up with Titan Group. Then Grace would have no one left to rely on, no one to flaunt her so-called The president of Titan must have been fooled by her polished facade. power. But whatever Ethan thought or said, Daniel stood there like a snow-covered cedar, cold, still, unshakable.

He turned to Grace. "Get in the car." Inside, the two sat in the back seat. "Sorry, Mr. West. I didn't know Ethan would be downstairs," Grace said. Daniel dismissed it with ease. "And if you had? This is Titan territory." The meaning was clear, the one who should feel uneasy, the one who should leave was Ethan. Grace understood, her hand tightening in her lap. At the restaurant, Grace treated the dinner as a rare courtesy, an honor to be invited by the head of Titan Group himself. The meal began quietly, with little talk. It wasn't until the end that Daniel spoke.

"I have a task for you." Grace immediately set down her fork. "Titan Group's overseas branches are now running smoothly. Orders are already exceeding those in Anston City. Overseas, there are countless customers, so there's a serious shortage of embroiderers. I need you to recruit some willing to work abroad. How many do you think you 1/4 Yvonne's eyes darted away, her voice trembling. "Miss Miller, you flatter me." The office sank into another suffocating silence. The four supervisors shifted uneasily, weighed down by fear, nerves, and unease. This young president...

her aura was terrifying, her thoughts unreadable. Grace stared at Yvonne for a good thirty seconds before finally turning away. "Get back to work." The four of them rushed out of the office and, once outside, gasped for air. "Oh my god!" No wonder the industry always said Grace was formidable, a woman not easily dealt with. She might look gentle and elegant, but her presence was overwhelming. Lydia, blunt as always, snapped, "Yvonne, if you want to make enemies, don't drag us into it." "You really believe someone that young could be president?" Yvonne sneered.

She despised women who climbed up through dirty tricks. And Grace? She'd betrayed Pinnacle Designs. Clearly, she was the type to flatter the strong and trample the weak. Talking about skill? Please. Yvonne had never seen Grace produce anything truly outstanding. Did she actually expect her average-quality embroidery to win first place in the Autumn Competition? To dream about an international award? Ridiculous. In Yvonne's mind, Grace was nothing but a woman with looks, puffed-up arrogance, and a feather she mistook for a sword. At Pinnacle Designs, the storm was brewing.

When Ethan got the news that afternoon, he slammed the table, scattering documents everywhere. "Grace went to Titan Group?!" 2/4 But Grace loved such exhibitions anyway. "All right." At the villa complex, she stepped out and watched his car drive away into the night. Back inside, her phone buzzed with dozens of notifications. Seven or eight were from Ethan, but most, dozens, were from Evelyn. At first, they were voice messages. Later, perhaps afraid Grace wouldn't listen, Evelyn switched to text.

The curses were vile and explicit, even dragging in Grace's late mother and her younger brother, Ryan. Word for word, Evelyn cursed that the Millers would die childless, all because Grace had "betrayed" Pinnacle Designs and joined Titan Group. Grace calmly recorded her screen, saving every insult and audio message. As for Ethan, this time he wasn't raging. Instead, his words sent a chill down her spine. He was apologizing. Ethan... apologizing? What was he playing at? On screen. [Grace, I know we've been through a lot. I understand you went to Titan in a fit of anger. But life has to go on.

When you've cooled down, come back.] [Take a few days to think. I'll come to see you soon.] A fit of anger? Was that all he thought it was? "Life has to go on"... With whom, exactly? Grace didn't reply. She carried her heavy thoughts into the bathroom, sinking into a hot bath to wash away her exhaustion. No one could erase seven years overnight, seven years of struggle, of building something from nothing. Grace knew better than anyone what those years had cost, which only deepened her pain.

3/4 Free Coins Who could accept seeing their life's work stolen, their sweat and sacrifice feeding someone else's pride? Especially someone like her, born strong-willed, never one to bow her head. If not for Ethan, she would never have softened her edges to begin with. After her bath, Grace finally let herself rest. At Pinnacle Designs, Ethan did not sleep a wink that night. Half consumed by rage that Grace had joined Titan, half consumed by fear that she might truly never return. His secretary still reported failure in recruiting skilled double-sided embroiderers.

The few novices they'd hired had accomplished nothing at all. 4/4 Cedella Cedella is a passionate storyteller known for her bold romantic and spicy novels that keep readers hooked from the very first chapter. With a flair for crafting emotionally intense plots and unforgettable characters, she blends love, desire, and drama into every story she writes. Cedella's storytelling style is immersive and addictive-perfect for fans of heated romances and heart-pounding twists.