Wed to the Billionaire Brother of My Spouse by Doris

Chapter 177 Another Man Claims to Be Justin's Father

Having arranged Ethan's schedule for the following day and coordinated with the relevant departments, Jasmine left the office with the paperwork in hand.

After distributing documents to various departments, Jasmine entered Branson's office. "Mr. Branson."

Branson was reclining in his chair with his legs crossed, leisurely chatting on the phone. His sleazy demeanor made it clear he was bragging to one of his mistresses, boasting about bringing her closer and offering her a salary in the tens of thousands.

Seeing Jasmine enter, Branson hung up the phone with a smile, thinking his plans were about to come to fruition. "What did Mr. Ethan say?"

"Mr. Branson... I'm sorry," Jasmine confessed with a troubled expression. "Mr. Ethan said he can agree to all the other terms, but having a waiter from the hotel's service department become the deputy CEO's secretary... that's just not appropriate."

Sighing, Jasmine continued, "And that Zheng Yuan, he doesn't meet the political vetting standards..."

Branson's face darkened noticeably, feeling slighted. "I'm just asking to move two people I work well with, and Mr. Ethan disagrees?"

Branson knew this was Ethan sizing him up, testing his limits.

It was a duel between masters, with every move potentially lethal.

In Branson's view, Ethan was probing-after all, he could agree to something as big as merging two departments, but not to these two personnel changes.

"Tell Mr. Ethan that I vouch for these two individuals' capabilities. I have already spoken to both of them, and if Mr. Ethan doesn't agree, it won't sit well with me." Branson frowned, instructing Jasmine to relay the message.

"Mr. Branson..." Jasmine hesitated, nodded, and then left.

Returning to her office, Jasmine said nothing. She watched the clock for ten minutes before getting up once more.

In the office, Liam was reviewing a project with Ethan. His gaze followed Jasmine as she entered and then left the room.

"What are you looking at?" Ethan snapped, tapping Liam on the head with a file.

"It's just... Mr. Ethan, can we really count on Jasmine? She comes in, then goes out, in and out. I'm worried she might have bitten off more than she can chew and now she's freaking out. Should I go help her?" Liam was showing his softer side, concerned Jasmine might be overwhelmed.

"Do you think you're some kind of hero?" Ethan leaned back in his chair with a dark look. "Make sure you have all my tasks completed by tonight."

"Mr. Ethan, these are just small fry. Easy to handle, right?" Liam said with smug satisfaction.

"All right, just wait for Branson's resignation letter," Ethan confidently stated.

Liam was baffled, thinking Ethan too had lost his senses. Liam didn't understand why Ethan trusted Jasmine that much.

Leaving the office feeling bewildered, Liam worried Jasmine might end up with nothing, disappointing Ethan.

...

was a tad paler when she returned, as if she had

a deep breath before signaling Ethan with

eyebrows furrowed.

her palms sweating

Ethan's

Jasmine shook her head.

dare bully her now; it

you so scared then?" Ethan took Jasmine's hand, noticing the nail marks she had dug into her palm and lightly slapped the center

freeze for a moment,

would smack the palms of misbehaving

incredibly simple gesture, yet coming

averted her gaze, her

presence, was too

had her own stubbornness and pride; she wasn't afraid, she was just, just disgusted by

afraid," Ethan

"Ding."

notification sounded from Ethan's

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hand still holding Jasmine's wrist, he opened an

Branson has suddenly submitted a resignation letter, and he's clearly pissed. What should we do? I've already rejected it twice, but he keeps resubmitting,

back in his chair, a smirk crossing

for the efficiency

pointed at the resignation letter with a lazy tone. "Jasmine, are you my

Ethan, as if on pins

was practically straddling

and power struggles every day; the corporate intrigue is so draining..." Ethan wrapped one

intended to stand up, but when Ethan said he was tired, she stayed put, allowing him to rest against

"I... I'll help you."

lacking strength yet heavy

this kind of security

own, carrying the

to walk

It was addictive.

a deal, cooperation, a boss-subordinate relationship? Or maybe... as spouses?" Ethan

wondering in

he let out a grunt, clearly

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