Chapter 104
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Giselle’s words had been cruel earlier. Rosie wouldn’t admit it out loud, but they stung her more than she had expected.
She couldn’t just let this go. If she lost the right to call them Mom and Dad, and worse, lost her shares in Harper Group, her entire future would be in shambles.
Even if Giselle was disappointed in her, she had to make things right. No matter how shameless she had to be to do that.
She stood at the door for what felt like forever, summoning the courage to leave her room and go to apologize to Giselle. In her mind, she played out every possible scenario, most of them ending with Giselle shutting her out without a second thought.
Taking a shaky breath, she finally turned the handle, stepped into the hallway, and headed for Giselle’s room. She wasn’t sure if those harsh words had been spoken in anger or if Giselle had truly meant them. If she apologized now, would she be forgiven? Or would she only humiliate herself further?
Doubt gnawed at her, but she kept walking.
“Rosie.” Just then, a voice echoed from behind her.
Rosie turned to see Ernst standing on the stairs, now dressed in casual clothes, looking at her.
For a brief moment, Rosie felt like a child caught sneaking around. Unease flickered across her face. After a moment of silence, she admitted, “Ernst, I messed up earlier. I said something that upset Mom, and now… I don’t know if she and Dad will forgive me.”
She rarely voiced her fears, but with Ernst, it was different. He had always been on her side. After a pause, she added, “They seemed really mad earlier.”
“Mom and Dad won’t stay angry with you forever. I’ll go with you.” Ernst descended the stairs and knocked on the bedroom door. He had a few things to say to Giselle and Shepard, too.
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A moment later, the door swung open.
Giselle stood there, her face still tight with anger. When she saw them standing there, her expression didn’t soften. “What are you doing here?” she asked coldly.
Ernst glanced inside. His father was sitting on the sofa, reading the newspaper. His eyes never lifted toward the door. He was clearly still angry.
“Mom, Dad, have something to say to you,” Ernst said steadily.
Giselle hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside and let them in. She sat beside her husband and said in a cold voice, “Say what you need to.”
Rosie could feel the weight of the tension in the room. Had Giselle and Shepard been arguing before she arrived?
She swallowed her nerves and forced herself to speak. “Mom, Dad, I was wrong earlier.”
Giselle glared at her and snapped, “You’re not our daughter. No need to apologize to us.”
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