Married To My Ex's Brother, Reborn Miraculously
Chapter 113: The new general manager

Chapter 113: The new general manager

The room went quiet for a beat, then a few polite nods and murmurs of welcome followed.

Lily leaned closer to Anne and whispered. "Megan Granet? Isn’t she the daughter of that high-profile lawyer, Mr. Granet?" Her eyes flicked toward Megan with a mix of curiosity and surprise. "I heard she came back recently after finishing her studies overseas. I didn’t think she’d join our company, though."

Anne kept her gaze fixed on Megan, quietly sizing her up. From the sleek, tailored dress to the confident, almost dismissive air she carried, Megan looked every inch someone used to privilege. There was a chill to her presence.

’Of course. Just another rich kid with too much confidence and not enough humility. Typical.’

Anne kept her tone even and her expression unreadable. "It’s her decision. She is the general manager now. Let’s just stay professional and give her the respect her position demands."

Helena smiled politely and turned to Megan. "Would you like to say a few words to the team?"

Without so much as a glance at the others, Megan replied coolly, "I’ll speak during the meeting. I want all team leaders in the conference hall after lunch."

She pivoted, heels clicking against the floor, Helena trailing after her without a word.

A wave of whispers and raised eyebrows swept across the team.

"Yikes..." Rose leaned toward Anne. "Watch your step around her. That woman radiates ice. She is not at all friendly."

Anne didn’t pass a statement.

"Thank you for your concern," Anne said appreciatively. "I’ll keep it in mind. Now, let’s cut the chatter and get back to what matters. We’ve got work to do."

With that, the brief tension in the room began to ease. One by one, her teammates returned to their desks, their attitudes more measured, their movements more mindful.

Anne turned back to her laptop. The sting of the earlier rumors still lingered, but she pushed it aside. She couldn’t let lies distract her. There was work to be done, and she was determined to prove herself with actions—not explanations.

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Helena guided Megan into a sleek, well-furnished room. "This will be your office," she said with a warm smile. "If you need anything at all, just let me know. An assistant will be assigned to you shortly. Until then, I’m here to help with anything you need."

"Thank you, Helena," Megan replied, settling into her chair with an air of ease. "I’ll reach out if I need anything."

Helena gave a courteous nod and exited.

Megan pulled out her phone, her gaze settling on a photo of Augustine. A sly smile curved her lips. "Augustine Beaumont," she murmured. "Let’s finally meet."

Still wearing that smirk, she rose gracefully from her seat and walked out of the room with purpose, heading directly toward the CEO’s office.

Just as Megan strutted forward down the hallway, Lorie stepped directly into her path, halting her with a curious gaze.

She had already looked through Megan’s profile, and the moment she discovered that Megan was the daughter of the renowned lawyer, Mr. Granet, she made up her mind to befriend her and earn her favor.

Megan tilted her head slightly, a slow, confident smile curling her lips. She loved moments like this—when people looked at her with awe, with curiosity. She flicked her glossy hair back and straightened her posture.

"Yes, that’s me," she said with pride. "Not just the general manager—I’m also very close to Augustine and his family."

The subtle smirk on her lips said more than her words. She wanted to make it known—she wasn’t just another executive. She was someone close to the CEO.

Lorie’s eyes lit up. ’This must be—the boss’s wife.’

Megan was elegant, stunning, and carried the kind of presence that only came from wealth and deeper connections.

’Of course,’ Lorie thought. ’She looks like a queen. No wonder she has grabbed the CEO’s attention.’

Plastering a sugary smile across her face, Lorie gave a polite bow. "Madam, I’m Lorie—CEO’s secretary. If you need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’d be honored to assist you."

Her mind was already working. She had tried to get close to Augustine before and failed miserably. Now, her strategy had changed: cozy up to Megan, get on her good side, and use that connection to stir trouble for Anne.

Megan eyed Lorie with a calculating look. She hummed thoughtfully. ’So, this is Augustine’s secretary,’ she mused. ’Perfect.’

She needed someone close to Augustine to keep an eye on him, to find out if he had any woman in his life.

A faint, knowing smile tugged at the corners of her lips. "Nice to meet you, Lorie," she said smoothly. "I must say, it’s refreshing to see someone so polite and composed working beside Augustine. I like people who know how to carry themselves."

Lorie smiled gleefully at her praising words. She straightened up with pride. "Thank you, ma’am. If you ever need anything, just say the word, and I’ll be happy to help."

Megan’s smile deepened. That was exactly the eagerness she was hoping for. She glanced down at her manicured nails.

"You know, I worry about Augustine." Her voice turned syrupy yet laced with concern. "He attracts attention. Too many women are eager to get close to him. Some are even shameless enough to climb into his bed if they get the chance. I can’t let that happen. I need to protect him from being used."

Then, her eyes narrowed as she looked up at Lorie. "You don’t have any... questionable intentions toward him, do you?"

Lorie’s heart dropped to the floor. Her face paled at Megan’s unexpected question. Of course, she had tried to get Augustine’s attention. But none of her tricks worked.

Augustine treated her like she was invisible. Any spark she had once felt had long fizzled out, replaced with silent resentment toward the woman who had his heart. But now that she knew Megan was the woman Augustine had married, all her resentment had vanished.

She waved her hands quickly. "No, no, ma’am, not at all. I’m just a secretary—he is my boss. I would never dare think that way about him."

Megan studied her reaction with sharp eyes, pleased by the fear. Offering a warm, almost disarming smile, she said softly, "Don’t take it seriously—I was just teasing. But you know how worried I am... If you notice anything odd, let me know right away."

Lorie’s eyes gleamed. This was the moment she had been waiting for. Glancing around as if to make sure no one was listening, she leaned in slightly.

"Well... there is someone," she whispered, "I’ve seen it with my own eyes. She is trying hard to get the boss’s attention. It’s clear she has an agenda."

Megan’s interest was piqued instantly. "Really?" Her smile faded as her expression turned sharp. "Who is she? Does she work here?"

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