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    Brenna found being addressed as “Miss Harper” by Ethan somewhat strange. “I see a lot of promise in this project. Drones are useful across so many industries—photography, film, farming, rescue operations, live shows, logistics, and even the…”

    “Military. There’s room for growth, not just here inside the country, but internationally as well.”

    When she finished speaking, Brenna signaled her secretary, who began handing out her detailed report to the rest of the leadership team.

    Ethan nodded. “I agree with you.”

    Milton pushed back, saying, “I can’t support this project.”

    The other executives were split in their opinions. The discussionsted over an hour, with Brenna and Ethan presenting their reasoning, and the young developers passionately defending their project to gain support.

    Eventually, Ethan made the final decision and announced that the Mitchell Group wouldmit thirty billion to bring the drones into full-scale production. Since Milton and the other vice presidents had no real authority over the final decision, they had no choice but to go along with it.

    Joy erupted among the five young men.

    With the drone project settled, Brenna and Ethan moved on to the next proposals — Waldo’s pitches for real estate and short video export businesses.

    The executives unanimously opposed both of Waldo’s projects.

    However, while Ethan and Brenna agreed that the real estate project wasn’t worth a second look, both of them felt the short video export project held some promise.

    Just then, a knock sounded on the conference room door.

    In the midst of their heated discussion over the short video export proposal, Gracie entered the room.

    She walked right up to Ethan and lowered her voice to ask, “Wasn’t the venture investment project supposed to be mine? Ethan, why wasn’t I brought in for this meeting?”

    If someone hadn’t tipped her off, she would have been leftpletely in the dark.

    When she entered, her gazended on Brenna, and annoyance flickered across her face. She shot Brenna a look that left no doubt about her displeasure.

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    Ethan met Gracie’s eyes, his toneposed. “You’re new to the team. For a project of this scale, I need someone with a proven track record. We’re talking about a thirty billion investment in drone tech, after all.”

    Gracie’s frustration boiled over. She pointed at Brenna. “And you think she’s more reliable? She’s younger than I am. I’ve spent nearly ten years in the Wilson Group, overseeing one project after another. What aplishments does she have?”

    The irritation in Gracie’s voice echoed around the table.

    The executives present were all unimpressed.

    Milton shot back with a sarcastic grin, “Miss Wilson, your resume is impressive. You certainly handled major projects at the Wilson Group before. But didn’t that samepany end up bankrupt? Should we count that as one of your achievements?”

    Gracie’s jaw tightened. “The Wilson Group copsed because of deliberate market sabotage. That had nothing to do with my ability. I have documentation to prove it.”

    Brenna watched quietly, choosing not to say anything.

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