Chapter 320

Chapter 320:

Ernst was stunned. “Godmother p>

Suddenly, he thought of something, and his frustration intensified. “Brenna, this is disgraceful! You use a child in your act. You have the audacity to have a child, yet you won’t even let him call you Mom in public? Do you think you can deceive me with this act p>

At that moment, a woman in a beige suit approached confidently, microphone in hand. Her wavy hair and makeup were perfect. She was Kennedi, looking every bit the part of an elegant and precise woman in her thirties, still on a video call with Rosie.

Without hesitation, Kennedi confronted Brenna, saying, “Ms. Harper, a question for you. You had a child out of wedlock, correct? Given his age, you must have been under eighteen when you had him. With that level of shamelessness and lack of integrity, what gives you the right to lecture truly gifted individuals here? Do you honestly believe you’re worthy of doing something like this p>

Her accusation reflected the sentiment of many in the audience. After finishing her words, she lifted her chin with confidence, standing upright as if she were the very symbol of justice.

By this time, the auditorium was filled with people, and a hush fell over the crowd as they awaited Brenna’s response.

Ernst found Kennedi’s words echoing his own thoughts. He moved toward the microphone and addressed the audience.

“Hello, everyone. Brenna is my sister, and she has made a mistake. I want to apologize to you all on her behalf. Today’s lecture has been canceled. I’m truly sorry p>

Brenna was furious. She faced Ernst and said, “You haven’t even heard my side of the story. Why are you so quick to judge? What proof do you have that this child is mine p>

Ernst was fuming, completely overtaken by his anger. He snapped at Brenna, no longer able to hold back, “The child is standing right here. Back in the lobby, he called you Mommy in front of a crowd. Isn’t that all the proof anyone needs? Honestly, I’m ashamed on your behalf p>

Patrick finally grasped the situation. Stepping forward, he gestured toward the microphone. “Hand it over. I need to speak,” he said.

Ernst, visibly annoyed but trying to maintain control of his anger, replied, “Boy, this isn’t your fault. You’re innocent. It’s your mother’s mistake p>

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Patrick, too short to reach the microphone, grew anxious as his small voice was unable to reach everyone in the auditorium.

Brenna intervened, leading Patrick slightly away. She said, “Mr. Harper, one should be careful with their words. Let me clarify: this child is the son of a friend. I’ve been closely involved in his life when he was little, so he sometimes calls me Mommy. Please don’t jump to conclusions p>

Ernst said sarcastically, “Oh really? Then why did he call you ‘Mommy’? Do you think we’re all fools here? Who would let their child call someone else ‘Mommy’? You must be the child’s mother; don’t pretend you are not p>

Shepard, having been informed by the secretary that Ernst was causing a scene and making things difficult for Brenna, hurried to the auditorium.

“You fool! How can you distrust your own sister like this?” Shepard scolded Ernst sharply, his disappointment evident. If not for Ernst’s future role as leader of the Harper Group, Shepard might have been even harsher with him.

Ernst turned to look at him, surprised. “Dad, why are you here? I’ve got this under control. You don’t have to do anything p>

Shepard was seething with anger as he glared at his son. “Under control? By shaming your sister in front of everyone and causing her public embarrassment? Is that how you handle things? You don’t believe a word she said. Enough of this p>