Chapter 691
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Isabella said, “My mom’s right. What’s done is done. She’s not here to ask you for anything. Can’t we just have a peaceful meal together?”
Brenna gave a low, indifferent hum, her eyes fixed on Isabella with quiet amusement. If acting had been her path, Isabella could’ve gone far—she was a master at pretending nothing had ever happened. Isabella had tried to humiliate her not long ago, but now, she was acting like that had never happened.
“You seem to be living comfortably these days.” Brenna made a mental note—this would be the final time she would interact with these two.
A gleaming gold necklace rested around Ruby’s neck, its gemstone pendant catching the light with every movement. Her clothes screamed luxury, and the handbag on the seat beside her was clearly expensive.
Letting out a strained laugh, Ruby said, “All credit goes to Isabella. If she hadn’t stepped in to help, I’d probably be out on the street by now.”
Even as the words left her lips, her thoughts drifted bitterly to that day at the Harper family’s residence—how Brenna had looked her in the eye and turned her away without the slightest hesitation.
Swallowing her pride just to play nice with Brenna now made her feel angry. The humiliation clawed at her insides, and every calm word from Brenna only fueled her urge to slap her.
“Oh really? I’ve been hearing whispers that Isabella and Denis are a thing now,” Brenna said lightly, turning her attention to Isabella. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? Any wedding plans on the horizon?”
Brenna wasn’t just making casual conversation. She had heard the rumors about Denis and Isabella, and how he had no intention of marrying her. The Wagner family had already chosen a bride for Denis, a woman from the Russell family.
The words hit Isabella like a slap, and her face darkened immediately. Brenna had struck right at the core of her insecurities. She had raised the topic of marriage with Denis countless times, only to be met with harsh reprimands. She was reminded that she wasn’t good enough to be his wife.
“We will get married soon,” Isabella replied, her teeth clenched, trying to suppress the fury bubbling beneath the surface. Her purpose for this dinner had all but vanished in the wake of her frustration.
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After a pause, she shot back, her voice edged with venom, “What about you and Mr. Mitchell? When are you going to get married? I’ve heard Mr. Mitchell’s mother has set him up with another woman, even arranging for her to work in his office. Is that true?”
Brenna’s eyes met Isabella’s, her stare steady. She was surprised Isabella knew so much, even about this particular issue.
It appeared Minna’s circumstances had already spread like wildfire among the elite. Brenna wondered if people were merely waiting for her to make a fool of herself.
Could Elsa be the one fueling the gossip? Brenna couldn’t be sure.
“Yes, I do have some rivals in love,” Brenna admitted.
Isabella’s smile widened, her spirits noticeably lifting. “Do you really think you can come out on top? I heard Mr. Mitchell’s mother is quite taken with the woman she chose for him.”
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