Chapter 169
Chapter 169:
It was downright disrespectful!
Did the Harpers not appreciate them for raising their daughter?
The Barrett family’s patience dwindled, their smiles hardening. Inwardly, they condemned the Harper family, wishing they could reveal everyone’s ingratitude.
“Brenna,” Ruby said once more, her smile gone, patience at its end. Yet Brenna still dismissed her with a cold expression.
Ruby’s anger surged. “Brenna p>
She nudged her, irritation evident. “Are you even listening? How can you be so indifferent? We raised you! Without us, you wouldn’t have made it this far. How can you treat us like this p>
Alec’s patience evaporated as well. He fully supported Ruby’s outburst. In his view, not only was Brenna’s behavior reprehensible, but the Harpers’ arrogant display of wealth and condescending attitude toward his family compounded the insult.
Mack, who had quietly stood behind them, finally voiced his frustration. “Brenna, we’ve come to you for help. Just because the Barrett—
“Just because the Barrett family doesn’t match the Harpers in power doesn’t mean you can ignore us. You are being so ungrateful!” Mack said.
“You’re calling me ungrateful?” Brenna responded coldly, confronting him directly. “Why do you think that? You better explain yourself clearly p>
Overcome with exasperation, Mack grabbed a chair and sat down to talk to her.
“Remember, it was our Barrett family who raised you. We provided everything—your meals, your clothes… Now that you’re in a better situation, you owe us for raising you. Your indifference is offensive. It’s time for you to repay us,” Mack said.
Hearing Mack’s bold assertion, which conveniently ignored the hardships Brenna had endured under their care, the Harper family members set aside their utensils and fixed the Barretts with hostile looks.
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The intensity of their stares caused Alec and Ruby to shift uncomfortably, with Ruby instinctively hiding behind Alec.
Brenna’s disdain was evident as she retorted, “You have the audacity to say something like that? Consider the life I endured. Despite my talent in design, you forced me to abandon my studies to contribute financially to the family. I was just a child, yet I had to be a servant in your home—did my feelings ever matter to you p>
Her tone grew sharper, her gaze colder. “When I didn’t do things well, you beat me, scolded me, denied me food, and locked me in a dark room. Do you know how I survived that?” she said.
She looked at the Barrett family with utter contempt and continued, “You want me to repay you for raising me? Haven’t I already done that with all the money I earned for you? Everything you enjoy—the big house, your luxury lifestyle—was funded by my hard work. I paid back any debt to you long ago p>