Chapter 846
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Lenora, adjusting the prosthetic on Ableson, nodded. “Exactly. No matter how much others cared for her, they weren’t her blood. Growing up like that, she’s probably far more cunning than any of us realized.”
Ableson pushed himself up from the wheelchair with the prosthetic and moved across the living room, testing his steps. He glanced down at the prosthetic and gave an approving nod. “This is great. It’s light, steady, and doesn’t throw off my balance.”
Watching him maneuver so easily made Brenna feel relieved. Once they wrapped up their small talk, she excused herself and headed home for the night.
The next day, the town was buzzing with excitement—it was Kenny and Minna’s engagement celebration. Brenna chose a dark-toned dress from Ellie, something elegant but low-key.
When Ethan pulled up to pick her up and caught sight of her dress, he let out a playful chuckle. “Wearing such a low-key color? What, scared you’ll steal Minna’s thunder?”
Brenna raised an eyebrow and let a sly smile tug at her lips. “Exactly,” she replied. As a guest, she couldn’t steal the spotlight from Minna.
Noticing Ethan’s outfit, Brenna saw he’d stuck with his usual style—another well-fitted dark gray suit. Nothing flashy.
They pulled up to the Peace Hotel, where the event was already underway. The venue buzzed with activity, packed with guests, many of whom wore sharp military uniforms. Many of them were invited by Emmett and Elsa. Minna’s mother, who also worked in the military, had invited many people from the military as well.
Surrounded by a crowd of uniformed officers, Brenna and Ethan couldn’t help but feel slightly out of place.
Vincent had shown up early and was already deep in conversation with several high-ranking officers, smiling and laughing among them. The officers praised Vincent for how well he had bounced back from his illness. They said no one would ever guess he had gone through a cerebral hemorrhage because he looked no different from anyone else.
Hearing such words made Vincent even more cheerful.
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“Brenna, Ethan—come join us.”
The moment Ethan and Brenna stepped in, Vincent noticed them and waved them over. Among the officers nearby, Brenna recognized a familiar face—it was Braeden.
She reached out for a handshake. “It’s been a while.”
Braeden’s energy was as bright as ever. “Miss Harper, you seem more dazzling than before. I almost didn’t recognize you when you walked in.”
“You are flattering me,” Brenna replied with a smile.
Vincent began introducing Brenna to the group of officers. “This is my grandson’s girlfriend, the one who cured me. The cardiovascular medication that helped me—she developed it herself. She’s truly exceptional.”
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