Chapter 207
Chapter 207:
Rachael, sharing her frustration, replied, “There’s probably someone in the family covering for her. I’ll keep my eyes open. We’ll uncover something eventually. It’s such a shame—these were beautiful clothes. But don’t worry; you can shop for even better ones now p>
After calming Rosie, Rachael carefully bundled the damaged clothes into bags for disposal.
As she glanced toward the laughter coming from the living room, Rosie’s mood sank. The strong family bond was clear—both Harper brothers supported Brenna completely, leaving Rosie isolated with no one to defend her.
Neither of them was any good!
If that wasn’t enough, both brothers also supported Ethan’s engagement to Brenna, acting as though they had forgotten how kind Ethan had once been to Rosie.
They were truly heartless, selfish people!
Once Rachael finished her chores, she returned to Rosie’s room and updated her on what was happening downstairs.
A wave of resentment washed over Rosie as she made her way straight downstairs after hearing Rachael’s news.
Rosie wore a bright smile as if the earlier incident had completely slipped her mind. Entering the living room, she poured herself a glass of red wine and glanced at Ernst.
“Ernst, why didn’t you invite me to join you?” she asked.
Ernst, caught off guard, managed a strained smile. He was perhaps the only one who still showed any warmth toward Rosie, unlike Dalton, whose indifference was obvious.
Feeling a pang of sympathy, Ernst gestured to the seat beside him. “Rosie, come and sit here p>
gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈n – 𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖛𝓲𝖊𝖗𝓽
As Rosie walked closer, she noticed Brenna’s barely concealed smugness, which reignited her anger. Still, she steeled herself and forced a calm, gracious tone.
“Brenna, I apologize for my earlier accusations. Let’s move past that p>
Brenna observed Rosie’s forced politeness and couldn’t help but respect her tactfulness. Despite being rejected by everyone, Rosie managed to act as if nothing had happened and seamlessly rejoin the group.
It was clear she really wanted to get close to Ethan.
“Don’t worry; I don’t hold it against you. It’s just a shame about all those beautiful clothes,” Brenna said casually.
Rosie struggled to maintain her composure, her smile wavering under the pressure.
Sensing her distress, Ernst quickly interjected, “Don’t worry about the clothes. You can get new ones tomorrow; I’ll buy them for you p>
Rosie’s mood visibly brightened at Ernst’s words. “Thank you, Ernst. You’ve always been there for me. By the way, how many entries have been submitted for the design competition?” she asked, skillfully steering the conversation toward the competition—a subtle reminder for Ernst about Brenna’s earlier unpleasantness.