Chapter 70 The Mysterious Gesture

• The modern office of Wings empire hummed with activity, but Ethan Asher's attention was fixed on a single monitor. Since promoting Brandon to his new position, Ethan's eyes had rarely left the cameras surrounding the floor where Brandon now worked. With Britney's recent visit, this surveillance had only intensified.
• Ethan watched Brandon like a hawk, noting every detail about the young man he pretended not to care about. His long fingers tapped an impatient rhythm on his mahogany desk as he observed Brandon's interactions with his colleagues. Occasionally, when someone got too close to Brandon—especially the women in his department—Ethan's fist would clench, his knuckles turning white with barely contained anger.
• "It's none of your business," he muttered to himself, but the words rang hollow in the vast expanse of his office.