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A Sweet Night: The CEO Loves His Wife Ardently novel Chapter 407

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What he said was like a thunderclap that exploded in the hearts of everyone present.

All the people present fell silent.

The two female employees were even more at loggerheads.

What was going on? Wouldn't Brisa would be the wife of Bryson? It seemed that Bryson had no interest to Brisa at all according to his words.

The most important thing was that Bryson just admitted that he had a girlfriend. However, he implied that he would not have dinner with Brisa and his mother. It was also an indirect way to tell others that Brisa was not his girlfriend.

Moreover, from his words, it was not him who recruited Brisa but was his mother.

The meaning was different.

However, why did the people in the company think that Brisa would be his wife?

The two female employees looked at Brisa suspiciously.

Receiving their gazes, Brisa clenched her fists.

However, in front of so many people, Brisa could only continue to carry a smile on her face.

"So that's how it is. What a pity."

"Miss Easton, if there's nothing else, you can go back!"

Brisa smiled and nodded, "Alright!"

Then, she straightened her back and walked towards the elevator.

When the two female employees saw Mr. Bryson looking at them coldly, they were so scared that they quickly walked towards the elevator. Before the elevator door was closed, they slipped into the elevator to avoid his sight.

However, when they walked into the elevator, they discovered another problem.

In the elevator, Brisa's face was stiff. Her lips were pursed into a straight line. Her hands were clenched into fists. The blood vessels on the back of her hands and her forehead bulged. It was obvious that she was angry.

The two female employees hid in a corner, secretly observing Brisa.

They whispered, "I thought Miss Easton would be the wife of Mr. Bryson. I didn't expect that it would be a misapprehension. His girlfriend is someone else."

"There are rumors in the company. No wonder everyone misunderstood."

The female employee who spoke lowered her voice even more. She said, "It was obvious that Miss Easton was trying to curry favor with Mr. Bryson on purpose. She wanted us to think that she had a good relationship with him. If Mr. Bryson had not explained it, I'm afraid that we would not have known the truth."

Another female employee quietly glanced at Brisa. She said, "You mean... Miss Easton told people to spread this rumor on purpose?"

"It's not impossible!"

The two female employees lowered their voices. They thought Brisa would not hear them.

However, the elevator was surrounded by a smooth mirror. The reflection could reflect their faces into Brisa's eyes. Brisa had learned lip language when she was abroad. Even if she could not hear their voices, she could know what they were talking about.

After knowing what the two female employees said, she became angrier.

When the elevator door arrived at the planning department, Brisa stepped on her high heels and angrily glared at the two female employees before leaving.

The two female employees were frightened by her glare.

...

In front of the President's Office on the top floor, Melvin wanted to give Bryson a thumbs-up. What Bryson said just now had cleared the relationship between him and Brisa.

"It's not difficult. You just need to check. Then you will know which department they are from and what their names are. How do you want to teach them? I can get someone to help you!"

Audrey, "..."

She thought, 'My dear president, don't tell me you really want to do it! I just said it. How can I really teach others a lesson?'

Audrey held his arm and walked towards the back of the table.

"Now that they know, there is no need to tell them. Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about business!"

Bryson frowned, "What I'm talking about is the proper business."

Audrey helped him sit on the chair.

"You're the CEO of the Cordova Group. Can you be more serious?"

Bryson stretched out his hands and pulled Audrey to his knees, "I am very serious!"

Audrey, "..."

She must have met a fake CEO of the Cordova Group.

She struggled out of Bryson's embrace and handed the folder in her hand to him.

"This is the information you asked me to collect."

Looking at the information in his hand, Bryson narrowed his eyes.

"Since everything is here, then... we can deal with it!"

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