Chapter 55
Chapter 55:
Ruby sighed, exasperated by her daughter’s shortsightedness. “You’re not looking at the big picture. If we play this right, we could gain so much more. And if we align ourselves with Brenna, you could end up marrying someone way better than Jordy p>
The two went to stand outside Room 111, anticipating Brenna’s exit from Room 101, eager to mend ties and win her favor.
Mere minutes later, the Mitchell family walked Brenna to the door, treating her with utmost respect, while Ethan personally accompanied her toward the elevator.
“Brenna, Brenna!” Ruby rushed toward Brenna, her face stretched into an eager smile. Afraid Brenna might brush past her, she reached out, gripping Brenna’s arm to stop her. “Brenna, how can you just walk past me without a word? That’s very impolite p>
Brenna watched Ruby’s exaggerated display with a blank expression. She had already anticipated this—Ruby was trying to cozy up to her now that the Mitchell family held her in high regard. Ruby was shamelessly attempting to use her as a stepping stone to get closer to the Mitchell family.
Unmoved, Brenna pressed her lips together into a thin line, unwilling to engage with Ruby.
Ruby faltered for a moment, but for the sake of her family’s future—and, more importantly, Isabella’s chances of marrying into wealth—she swallowed her pride and pressed on.
“Mr. Mitchell,” she continued in a sweet tone, “I heard what you said earlier. Look, Brenna’s biological parents are from some poor, rural place. They have no money, no status—completely unworthy of being associated with you. But Brenna? She’s so skilled in medicine, all thanks to our careful upbringing p>
Ethan’s face remained impassive, his expression as cold as ice. Since Brenna had chosen not to correct Ruby’s claims, he had no intention of doing it either. He just remained silent.
gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.k𝗈𝗺 – 𝓐𝓬𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝒶𝓽 𝖠𝖳
A few feet away, Isabella subtly adjusted herself, brushing a few strands of hair over her shoulder, ensuring she looked her best. She stood poised, hoping Ethan’s eyes would fall on her.
She kept her lips curved in a polite smile, careful not to appear rude. Every so often, she stole glances at Ethan, hoping to catch even the slightest hint of admiration in his eyes.
And then, it happened—Ethan glanced in her direction. Her heart pounded, thrilled by the idea that he had finally noticed her. She straightened up, smiled dazzlingly, and even took a small step forward as if that would bring her more fully into his view.
Ruby, oblivious to her daughter’s efforts, was fully invested in talking to Brenna and Ethan.
“Brenna, don’t go back to the Harper family. You’ve been with us for twenty years—you’re used to our ways. Come back home, and I’ll give you the best room and buy you the finest clothes. That way, you’ll be a perfect match for Mr. Mitchell. You know the Harper family can’t provide that for you. Besides, you’ve called me ‘Mom’ for more than two decades—I’ll even prepare a proper wedding gift for you, unlike your real parents, who probably can’t even swing anything decent for you p>