Chapter 261
Chapter 261:
Ethan’s gaze softened for a moment, though his tone stayed calm. “Norview is vast. Where would you even start to search for her p>
Jayceon hesitated, his shoulders slumping under the weight of his emotions. “She has places she loves—places that mean something to her. I’ll start there.” He took a deep breath, determination flickering in his eyes despite his despair. “I’ve already booked a flight. Once I find her… I’ll thank you properly p>
Ethan nodded slowly, watching Jayceon intently as he spoke. He knew Jayceon had powerful connections in Norview—finding Ellie shouldn’t be impossible for him.
“I hope you find her,” Ethan said finally, his voice calm but sincere.
When Brenna returned home, dawn was breaking, casting soft light over the household. The staff was already busy preparing breakfast, their movements efficient.
Shepard stepped out of his bedroom, blinking in surprise at the sight of Brenna in the hallway. “You’re up early—just getting back, or are you heading out?” he asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. Having returned late himself, he had been unaware of her nighttime excursion.
Brenna offered a casual reply, her tone light. “I went to visit a friend. Just got back now.” She purposely kept the events of the previous evening to herself, not wanting to burden Shepard with concerns.
Shepard studied Brenna for a moment before nodding. “Try not to make overnight stays a habit. The city’s not what it used to be. It’s not safe to be out at night,” he said.
“Okay,” Brenna replied with a nod.
Then, a sudden realization sparked in her eyes. “Dad,” she said, her voice sharper now. “What if Ernst actually loses the Harper Group’s CEO position p>
– 𝗟𝗲𝗚𝗜𝗧 𝗘𝗗𝗜𝗧
Moving closer, Shepard recognized the unspoken reference to the bet agreement in her words. While lacking legal weight, honor would demand its fulfillment. He considered his response carefully, hands sliding into his pockets.
“Truthfully? It wouldn’t affect much. Either I’d take the reins temporarily, or we’d bring in seasoned leadership. The company would operate as usual.” His steady gaze held hers, projecting calm assurance.
Brenna’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “That’s reassuring. I’d never let my actions jeopardize the Harper Group—even if it meant conceding to Ernst,” she said.
Shepard’s expression softened with affection. “You’re a wise young woman. Your mother and I won’t let you suffer, not even because of your brother’s actions. I also heard you’ve already submitted your work. If you truly secure first place, I’ll honor my promise and give you those shares,” he said.
“Thank you, Dad,” Brenna replied, warmth spreading through her chest.
Later, as Shepard and Giselle lingered over breakfast, they discussed taking a stroll through the garden. Their plans were interrupted by the sight of two police cars parked at the entrance.