Chapter 115
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Ernst turned to Brenna. “What do you think?”
Brenna let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “How do you think I returned to your family? My information was in the missing persons database. They ran a DNA comparison, and it was a match. That’s how your family found me.”
The room fell into an awkward silence.
Ernst stared at Shepard, unable to believe what he had just heard. “Dad, is that true? Did you upload the DNA information?”
Shepard’s expression darkened. He had kept that detail to himself as he wanted to see how his children felt about Brenna before revealing it. With a curt nod, he said, “Yeah. Do you think we’d be so careless as to accept her just because she looks like your mother? Do you think we are foolish like that?”
Ernst and Rosie both looked unsettled, and Rosie was especially unwilling to accept this. She said, “What if there’s a mistake? What if she stole your information and faked the DNA report? It’s better to verify it again.”
She locked her gaze onto Brenna and contemptuously said, “I don’t trust you. Unless I personally choose the testing agency and deliver the samples myself… Brenna, you wouldn’t object to this, right?”
Brenna knew Rosie wouldn’t back down until confronted with undeniable proof.
She met Rosie’s gaze and saw that the latter wasn’t even trying to hide the hostility in her eyes anymore. Rosie clearly didn’t care how the family saw her anymore.
Dalton had had enough of this. “What’s the point of another test, Rosie? I think you just don’t want my sister back. Isn’t her return a good thing? Why are you always looking for reasons to make things difficult for her?”
He hadn’t forgotten how Rosie had thrown a fit earlier over the gifts. It didn’t make sense. Why did she dislike Brenna so much?
𝗙𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲: g⍶𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗼𝗺
His sharp gaze pinned Rosie in place, making her shift uncomfortably. “I’m just looking out for our family!” Rosie reasoned. “I’m doing this for all of us. Our family has a lot of assets; how can we not be careful? People have lied about less…”
Everyone looked displeased. Their expressions made it clear they didn’t agree with Rosie. Even Luther and Tessa shook their heads in disappointment. Now that Colt had confirmed Brenna hadn’t undergone plastic surgery, Rosie still threw baseless accusations at Brenna? It was obvious now. She simply disliked Brenna.
Tessa sighed. She had an idea why this was happening. Brenna’s return had shifted the family’s attention, leaving Rosie feeling cast aside.
Still, she couldn’t blame the girl entirely. Losing her parents at such a young age must have left insecurities in her heart.
“Rosie, stop,” Tessa said gently. “I know you mean well, but you don’t have to worry. Brenna’s return won’t change how much we love you.”
When Rosie heard that, her tears spilled over. She sank onto the sofa beside Tessa and sobbed, “But Grandma… Uncle Shepard and Aunt Giselle won’t let me call them Mom and Dad anymore…”
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