Demon CEO's Hidden Love: Mr Grayson Stole Me From My Abusive Husband-Chapter 32: Still The Same As Ever

The ding sound of the elevator as it reached the lower floor heightened the nervousness Ethan was feeling.

What the hell was going on?

He thought as he noticed his employees in pairs of twos and threes, staring horrifically at their computers.

"How horrible..."

"Look at how pretty she looks, and young too."

"How could her husband do this..."

Ethan’s heart raced, as he charged forward, headed to the cause for commotion.

’It’s impossible right?’ he tried to convince himself as he neared a desk.

’That wench wouldn’t out herself like this? Right?’ A line of sweat down his face, as he felt as though all eyes were pointed at him. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

He clenched his fingers into two tight fists.’Brooke! You bitch, how dare you-!’ Anger consumed him, clouding his stream of logic.

"Move!" He pushed the woman behind the desk to the floor, and sat on her chair.

"Sir?" The woman looked up at him, with fear and disbelief in her eyes. The rest of the employees diverted their attention to the scene, wondering what was going on.

But Ethan ignored her completely and focused his attention to the pictures displayed on her skin. His heart racing with anxiety as he glanced at the purple and green bruising on a woman’s neck.

However, when his fearful gaze landed on her face, all his fear melted like butter.

Instead of Brooke’s striking dark hair, the woman’s hair was died dark blue. Her facial features were nearly unrecognizable because of all the bruising done to her.

"Sir!" Jen called after him, nearly out of breath from having to use the stairs.

By the time she arrived at the scene, all the employees diverted their horrified gazes from the computer to their boss, who was overwhelmed with rage.

Jen understood the situation in minutes and caused a diversion. "Sir! I just got word from our tech developers, someone’s breached our firewall and gotten access into our server!"

Ethan rose to his feet! "What?!" He spat out, he had hired specialists to install only the highest level of security programming. So how could it have gotten breached?!

"Have them shut down the server immediately!" He ordered, turning to his employees he said, "The rest of you can leave!" He announced then charged towards the elevator.

Jen nodded and made the call, following after him judiciously. Whilst the rest of his staff did as instructed.

The woman he had pushed down stared at her bruised palm in disbelief, that her flawless boss would get physical with a woman.

Inside the elevator, Ethan didn’t know whether to feel relieved or anxious.

Loosening his tie, he thought aloud, "Just who is this person? And what are they trying to achieve here."

Grayson Mansion

Hannah cracked her fingers, as she stepped away from her computer, a satisfied grin planted on her face. She checked the time on her watch and immediately rushed for the door.

"Shit! It’s time for Miss Brooke’s dinner!" She remarked, messily slipping her feet into her black flats. While tying her apron behind her back, she dashed out of the room and headed for the kitchen.

After successfully heating up Brooke’s meal, she took the elevator up to her bedroom, but before she could knock, she heard voices inside.

"Mr Grayson you didn’t need to bring me dinner! I was just about to go get it myself." Brooke said in a nervous tone.

Thane responded, "I didn’t want you to take a break from practice."

"Oh, but you’re busy too~" Brooke’s voice drowned into the distance as Hannah walked away from the door wearing a warm smile on her face.

She looked down at the food, "I might as well have myself some dinner."

Inside, Brooke was in the middle of practicing, when Thane came in with dinner. And even though she tried to be polite, she ended up eating dinner.

’Ah, for how long am I going to be useless? I need to earn my keep somehow!’ she brainstormed, chugging down the glass of juice he gave her.

Suddenly an idea popped into her head, "Mr Grayson," she called out, stealing Thane’s attention from the conversation he was having.

He turned off his screen, ending his chat window with Hannah, who had just reported her success in hacking into Ethan’s company server.

"What is it?"

Brooke inhaled sharply, before blurting out, "H-How about I make you a meal tomorrow morning?"

"There’s no need for that, you can just focus on your acting practice." He said, not meaning to sound domineering, he truly wanted her to get in enough practice time.

But Brooke was adamant. "I know, but I can squeeze in that much time. Besides I’ve conducted a pretty good analysis of the character I’m supposed to be playing. That’s pretty much half of the work." She said, but he was not convinced.

"I’m afraid, that’s not the case. Embodying and memorizing the script is half the work done. But learning how to use the prosthetic leg is the remaining part." He explained, standing up and reaching to take her plate off her laps.

Brooke all of a sudden grabbed his wrists, stopping him from taking the tray.

"What-"

"Please! I promise I won’t disappoint you. Just one time and I won’t ask for anything else." She insisted.

Thane raised a questioning brow, "Why are you being so insistent on making breakfast?"

Brooke rolled her eyes around the room, ’I can’t tell him that I’m intimidated by that woman, he’ll think I’m crazy. After all we’re just partners.’

Searching her head for excuses, she came up with one on the spot.

"It’s a matter of pride!" She announced, still holding onto his wrists, at this point she hadn’t realized how compromising the position was.

"Pride? How so?" He interrogated, not certain he followed.

But she shut him down. "That’s something I have to determine for myself!" She announced with a proud look on her face, despite saying something almost meaningless.

At that moment, the memory of a little girl wearing a cast on her arm and a bandage wrapped around her head, flashed before his eyes.

"That’s something I have to determine for myself!" The girl yelled at him, with an idiotic smile on her face.

Thinking back on that, Thane couldn’t hold back a smile. "Still the same as ever." He remarked casually as he took the plate off her laps.

Brooke tilted her head to the side. ’Still the same as ever?’

"Alright. You can make breakfast tomorrow." He announced on his way out.

"Really?" Her pitch went high, realizing how improper she sounded, she cleared her throat, "I mean, thank you Mr Grayson, I won’t disappoint."

Stealing a glance at Brooke from the side of his eye, Thane couldn’t help but grin, ’That’s right, you’ve always been hopelessly stubborn.’ He thought as he walked out of the room.