Chapter 1191:
Lorna handed over her phone, showing a group chat interface.
Displayed on the screen was the Mitchell Group’s executive group chat, members including senior leaders, department heads, Neville, Rex, Alani, and more.
Alani was the one who had added Lorna to the group chat.
Scrolling through the latest messages, Brenna spotted a blurry photo that made her pause—two naked people dashing down a hotel corridor, captured from behind.
Though the photo was unclear, Brenna immediately recognized the naked figures as Gracie and Waldo.
Lorna leaned in, bubbling with excitement. “You can tell who they are, right? This photo is everywhere now. Everyone at headquarters has seen this.”
Brenna couldn’t help but laugh. “So, who leaked this photo?”
Lorna shrugged. “No clue. Someone posted it from a throwaway account, then vanished. Can you imagine Gracie’s face when she saw it? If I were her, I’d want to disappear forever.”
Brenna nodded in agreement. “That’s beyond humiliating. You think she’d ever go so far as to do something drastic?”
Lorna replied, “Who knows? I’m more worried about Mr. Mitchell’s reaction when he sees this. Gracie’s an expert at playing the victim. Wouldn’t be surprised if she goes running to Mr. Mitchell for help.”
Brenna considered Lorna’s point and asked, “Is it possible Gracie leaked the photo on purpose?”
Lorna’s jaw dropped. “No way! No woman would do that to herself!”
She then grinned mischievously. “I’m heading up to the ninety-ninth floor to see how Gracie’s handling this.”
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“Go on. I can’t wait to see what will happen next,” Brenna said, thinking the person who had leaked the photo must hate Gracie.
Still, as she reflected on the drama, she felt Gracie had brought this on herself. She really wanted to meet the mastermind behind the scandal.
Exiting her office on the ninety-ninth floor, Gracie immediately picked up on the odd glances from the secretarial team. Everyone seemed to fixate on her as if she had something on her face. She dismissed their attention, chalking it up to jealousy over her solo leadership on the latest project.
Her steps carried her directly to the small conference room, its door left open just enough for every whisper inside to spill out.
Overlapping voices floated her way. “That has to be Waldo and Gracie. Who could’ve guessed she’d actually snag the project using this tactic?”
“What’s the big deal? She has been at this company forever, and the CEO has never given her anything important before. She probably jumped at the chance just to finally prove herself.”
“Can you imagine doing something like this just to get a foothold here…”
For three minutes, Gracie lingered by the doorway, eavesdropping in disbelief. She couldn’t understand why they were talking about her like this, thinking it was due to jealousy over her becoming the project lead.
Determined not to let it bother her, she straightened, reminding herself she’d show everyone just how capable she was.
A hush swept through the conference room the moment she stepped inside, every face turning toward her.
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