Chapter 139
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Ethan, having overheard their conversation, pondered silently. Did Brenna truly like living in the countryside?
Maybe he should consider building a manor next to Luther’s for Brenna to use as a retreat.
Throughout the journey home, Rosie felt an unsettling knot in her stomach. She was haunted by the fear that Luther and Tessa would confront her, accusing her of being harsh and turning against her cousin.
Every second of the ride, anxiety clawed at her, but to her surprise, neither of them said a word about what had happened. It seemed they were completely unaware of the situation, and with that, Rosie allowed herself a brief moment of relief.
As they entered the house, Rosie found solace in the fact that the extended Harper family members had left the estate, and she hoped the matter had been buried.
But the atmosphere shifted as Luther and Tessa stepped into the living room. They directed the servants to tidy up before settling onto the sofa, their expressions stern. Their sharp, unwavering gazes locked onto Rosie, making her shift uncomfortably under their intense scrutiny.
Tessa broke the silence first, her voice firm as she said, “Rosie, we need the truth. That day, in front of the entire family, you took a few strands of Brenna’s hair and sent them to the DNA testing center. Tell us honestly—did you tamper with the samples p>
Shepard, Giselle, Ernst, and Dalton sat on the adjacent sofa, their faces cold as they watched. None showed any inclination to defend Rosie; their silence spoke louder than words.
Brenna sat beside Tessa, her hands resting gently in her grandmother’s. Tessa’s voice, filled with calm authority, was gentle when she tried to comfort Brenna. “Brenna, don’t be afraid. In this family, we know the importance of right and wrong. Whoever errs must face the consequences, no exceptions p>
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A surge of warmth washed over Brenna at her words. Tessa, though not one to often express her emotions or share intimate conversations, had always made Brenna feel safe—never judging, always providing a sense of quiet support. Brenna always felt at ease with her by her side.
Brenna nodded and said, “I trust you, Grandma. I know you will stand up for me p>
Tessa’s hand gently brushed Brenna’s hair, her eyes filled with tenderness. “You’re such a thoughtful young woman. Even when Rosie has wronged you, you’ve never once complained. You have always considered her circumstances—growing up—
Without parents—and haven’t held it against her. You’ve been wronged, yet you’ve remained graceful p>
Rosie’s heart ached with bitterness, her eyes instantly filling with tears. Tessa had always been her staunchest supporter before, but now, that support seemed to have shifted to Brenna. Her heart ached with the sudden, painful sense of abandonment.