Chapter 378
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Back in Brenna’s room, Brenna and Ellie shared a look of victory.
Meanwhile, Julia stood bewildered, holding the ruined red dress. “Miss Harper, this dress is ruined. What should we do? The birthday party starts in just three hours.”
In her view, Brenna’s dresses were exceedingly valuable, far too delicate for any conventional cleaning. These high-end dresses were almost like single-use items; many couldn’t withstand even one wash without shrinking or losing their shape.
Brenna appeared unruffled by the situation. She passed the three dresses to Julia and said, “Don’t worry; three hours is more than enough. Just wash and dry these dresses. They’ll be ready to wear in no time.”
Julia accepted the dresses, a bit uncertain. “Alright, but I might not be able to iron them as well as a professional would.”
Ellie nodded, saying, “That’s okay. I chose durable fabrics for my designs; the dress I designed can be washed. As for the two dresses from SNE with mango juice on them, Brenna can’t wear those. If you’d like, they’re yours.”
Julia’s spirits lifted instantly. She gazed at the dresses joyfully and responded eagerly, “Thank you! I don’t have a mango allergy, so I’ll gladly wear them!”
The two dresses were expensive. Even if she paid to have them dry-cleaned, it would still be worth it.
Soon, Brenna and Ellie headed to the dining room for lunch. At that moment, Rosie reappeared from the adjacent bedroom, having removed the cream from her face and changed into the beige dress, looking quite satisfied with herself.
Brenna even offered her a compliment, saying, “That dress looks quite nice on you.”
Rosie, caught off guard by Brenna’s casual attire, asked her, “Why haven’t you changed into your dress yet?”
Brenna responded casually, “Why the rush? The party isn’t starting right away. I don’t want to risk getting the dress dirty.”
Rosie huffed dismissively and wheeled herself towards the elevator.
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Brenna and Ellie used the stairs. Ellie, noticing that Rosie’s mango allergy hadn’t shown any signs yet, grew concerned. “Do you think the mango juice won’t be strong enough?” she asked.
Brenna reassured her with a laugh, “Just give it some time. It should take effect soon.”
Ahead, Patrick happily skipped down the stairs, tossing a paper airplane that soared all the way to the living room on the first floor. He chased after it.
Ellie expressed her frustration, hoping for a quick resolution. “I really hope her allergy acts up soon so she can leave. Her presence just ruins the atmosphere.”
After a pause, she continued, clearly annoyed, “It’s like she returned solely to cause trouble and upset you. She knows she’s unwelcome here, but she still came back. It’s so irritating.”
In front of her trusted friend, Brenna didn’t conceal her feelings. “I can’t stand her, either. If she continues to bother me, I’ll stop being nice to her.”
Rosie and Brenna were the only Harpers at home for lunch, as the rest of the family was still out, leaving them alone except for the servants. Rosie handled her utensils with elegance, embodying the demeanor expected of someone from a distinguished family. She sat upright and couldn’t help but look down on Brenna’s more relaxed dining style, considering it unsuitable for someone of her status. Rosie thought such behavior at Brenna’s birthday banquet would surely be a topic of mockery.
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