Chapter 173
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“Really? That’s hard to believe!” Mack responded skeptically, but still pulled out his phone and shared his contact details.
Rosie tapped Mack’s cheek with disdain, a smirk playing on her lips. “Just wait and see.”
With that, she turned and walked back toward the Peace Hotel.
Only then did Ruby cry out loudly, “She hit me!”
Alec and Mack exchanged a glance before both spat in the direction Rosie had just left.
Alec said angrily, “There’s no making peace with the Harpers! One day, I’ll bring them down!”
Mack, boiling with resentment, muttered under his breath, “Brenna will get what’s coming to her!”
Instead of heading home, the battered family went straight to the hospital, where they stayed several days to recover.
Meanwhile, Brenna, unfazed by these events, was woken the next morning by a reminder from Sylvie to meet at the…
Brenna received a reminder from Sylvie about their meeting at the Imperial Bar that evening. After ending the call, she went back to bed, not rising until the afternoon.
When she woke, Brenna settled at the dining table and began sifting through a pile of messages from Ethan, several friend requests, and new chat group notifications. Only after addressing these digital demands did she manage to eat.
Rosie also got up around that time. She approached Brenna calmly and said, “I was wrong about you earlier. Let’s put it behind us. It was just a small misunderstanding.”
𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀꞉ⅽ𝗈𝗆
Brenna dismissed the gesture with a cool response, “There’s no need for you to put on an act like this in front of me. I don’t think we need to become friends.”
Rosie’s claim that it was just a small misunderstanding was something Brenna never believed. To her, it was Rosie’s inability to accept the special place Brenna held in Shepard’s and Giselle’s hearts.
“Can’t you be a little nicer?” Rosie thought, unable to tolerate Brenna’s arrogance. It was obvious to her that Brenna wanted to win over the Harper family and stay, but her forced indifference only made her seem insincere, which irritated Rosie deeply.
Brenna shot Rosie a sharp glance, her expression void of warmth. “If you want me to sugarcoat things, I can. Just stop plotting against me behind my back, and we can live together in peace,” she said.
For a split second, Rosie felt exposed, as if Brenna could see right through her. A wave of unease crept over her. Could Brenna already know about her secret plan to use the Barrett family against her? Rosie shook off the thought and quickly denied it, saying, “When have I ever plotted against you behind your back? Don’t just throw around baseless accusations.”
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