Chapter 142
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Rosie felt humiliated. It was clear Brenna had no fondness for her, but there was nothing she could do about it.
She turned to Ernst, hoping for support. Though Ernst disapproved of Rosie’s manipulative ways, he wasn’t pleased with Brenna’s unwillingness to let the matter go, either.
“Brenna, don’t be too harsh. Rosie has already apologized. Must you keep up this attitude?” he said.
Dalton, lounging nearby, scoffed. “After everything Rosie put Brenna through, you think a few tears and an apology should erase it all? Brenna was nearly pushed out of her own family. You saw how the other branches of the Harper family treated her today. She has endured more than enough—shouldn’t she be allowed to be displeased with the matter? Why are you forcing her to let it go?”
He let out a low chuckle and continued, “Or do you expect her to just smile and embrace those who mistreated her? If an apology is all it takes to wipe the slate clean, then everyone could just apologize after doing bad things and move on. That’s not how things should work.”
“You!” Ernst was too furious to argue further, though he couldn’t deny that Dalton had a point. Apologies alone didn’t erase wrongdoing. Exhaling sharply, he turned to Brenna. “Brenna, what do you want? What will it take for you to forgive Rosie?” he asked.
Brenna found the entire situation trivial and not worth her energy. She knew Rosie would never truly admit her faults, and dragging things out would be a waste of time.
“I’ve already forgiven her. I won’t hold this against her in the future,” she said coldly. Then, tilting her head slightly, she looked at Ernst. “Or do you expect me, the victim here, to start making promises to the one who wronged me, Ernst?”
Rosie glanced around, hoping for support from the Harper family members, but aside from Ernst, no one spoke on her behalf.
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Resentment boiled within her as she realized how much influence Brenna had gained in just a few days.
Clenching her fists, she seemed to make a decision. Looking directly at Brenna, she said, “Brenna, I truly regret what I did. I won’t make things difficult for you anymore. I only treated you that way because I didn’t believe you were part of the Harper family. Now that I know the truth, I won’t target you anymore.”
Forcing a smile to appear sincere, she continued, “How about this? August 1st is a good day. I will host a welcome banquet for you—an official introduction to Shirie’s high society, solidifying your place as a true socialite. I’ll personally handle all the arrangements to show my sincerity. Does that sound good to you?”
Brenna had little interest in Shirie’s elite circles, but her studio required business connections, and as its secret owner, she needed to build relationships with the city’s influential figures.
“Alright,” Brenna said after a brief pause. “I’ll trust you for now.”
Luther and Tessa, seeing Rosie’s attempt at reconciliation, smiled approvingly. Tessa, especially, softened as she said warmly, “Now that’s how a family should be—united and harmonious.”
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