The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Chapter 70

In a daze, Janet trudged back to her desk.

“Gerda, Mr. Harding wouldn’t make a huge fuss out of us employees, would he?” Janet 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 Janet even more uneasy. What if she had offended Garrett?

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

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!”

Janet’s steps faltered as she watched the car zoom off. She was speechless.

When she sat down at her desk, Janet 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 Janet a bottle of milk. “Don’t talk like that. Ms. Fisher might hear you and give you an earful.”

“Oh, thanks.” Janet gratefully accepted the milk. “You’re too mean. I think Ms. Fisher’s a good person.”

As Janet turned on her computer and checked her inbox, a notification suddenly popped up in the work group chat.

“Brandon Larson sent you a friend request.”

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