Chapter 1083:

Gracie brushed his hand off with a frosty glare. “Mr. Chapman, I’m here as vice president of the Mitchell Group, not a waitress. You should show me some respect.”

Brenna couldn’t help but notice how great Gracie’s figure was.

But Ethan was long used to Gracie’s beauty, and Gracie knew it well.

Gracie just wanted Brenna to see her perfect figure and watch her swim with Ethan.

“Care to join me in the water, Miss Harper?” Gracie asked, certain that Brenna’s figure couldn’t compare to hers.

Today, she believed Ethan would surely be disappointed by Brenna’s less impressive body and dump her. Maybe he would even choose her to be his new girlfriend.

“No, I’ll pass. Swimming isn’t really my thing,” Brenna responded, turning her gaze toward the open-air swimming pool where people were enjoying themselves.

Gracie pressed further with a smirk, “What’s wrong, Miss Harper? Feeling insecure about your body?”

She shot Ethan a sideways glance. “Ethan, maybe Brenna’s worried she can’t keep up with me in the pool. Or maybe she doesn’t feel confident enough about her body to change into a swimsuit?”

Ethan’s icy, dismissive stare swept over Gracie as if her striking figure didn’t even register.

With an impassive tone, he shot back, “Are you implying you want to compare your body with Brenna’s?”

Gracie’s intention was precisely that. She was certain her body outshone Brenna’s and believed that if Ethan saw Brenna’s body in comparison, he would lose interest in her.

That would give her the chance to be with him.

But admitting her plan was out of the question.

“That’s not what I meant,” Gracie hastily said. “I just thought Miss Harper might enjoy a swim. The setting here is so perfect; it would be a shame to miss the opportunity.”

“Oh, is that all? I thought you were banking on your figure being so irresistible that no one could rival it,” Brenna said sharply, her voice cutting through Gracie’s pretense.

𝙈𝙞𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙩: ⲅ𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀⸱𝖼𝗈𝗆

Gracie’s cheeks burned with humiliation.

“How could that be? Miss Harper, you’ve got it all wrong. You’re stunning, and your figure’s amazing. Why not flaunt it?” Gracie’s sharp retort was paired with a sly glance at Ethan’s sculpted abs. She couldn’t deny that Ethan was her ideal partner, and today, she aimed to dazzle him with her allure. Yet, Ethan remained unmoved, barely acknowledging her presence.

Gracie also thought that if Brenna’s figure impressed Waldo, he might shift his unwanted attention to her, sparing her from his creepy advances.

“Miss Harper, let’s go for a swim together. They’ve got swimsuits here, and the swimming pool is perfect for a dip.”

Without waiting for Brenna’s reply, Gracie flagged down a staff member. “Please get a swimsuit ready for her.”

The staff member, a poised and attractive young man, nodded courteously.

“Right away.”

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