Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel 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."

What the hell?!

Startled, Janet nearly choked on the milk she was drinking.

Brandon was the ever-elusive CEO of the Larson Group.

How the heck did she fall under his radar? Brandon's position was even higher than that of Garrett!

Worse yet was the fact that the request was sent last night.

Mind whirling, Janet cautiously accepted Brandon's request. It had been hours since he had sent the request. Would the CEO think that she was arrogant?

Janet hurriedly typed, "Good morning, Mr. Larson. I'm sorry. I went to bed early last night, so I didn't see your request until just now."

As Ethan was pouring over the financial statements of the new quarter, his phone suddenly buzzed.