Resent, Reject, Regret
After Brendan took the champagne from the waiter, he replied, “I just heard that the company is holding an internal banquet, yet I was not informed. I thought you were too happy that you forgot to invite me. So, I’m here just to congratulate you.”
“Congratulate?” Desmond’s shrewd eyes were full of distrust. “Given your reputation in public, not shaming the company is already the biggest congratulation you can offer. You are not welcome at this banquet! We gave you a chance, but you didn’t know when to back off!”
“Shaming?” Smiling, Brendan raised his glass. “Speaking of shaming, it seems that your acts were no better than mine in the past.”
“Bren, I heard five years ago about a man named Des
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