Chapter 379
Chapter 379:
After finishing her lunch with grace and efficiency, Rosie felt a slight itch at the back of her neck. It was a small irritation, nothing that seemed concerning.
She expressed her annoyance about the household staff. “Why are there still mosquitoes in here? The staff are really neglecting their duties p>
She was certain that the M&G brand dress she was wearing had been meant for Brenna. Since she trusted that Brenna wouldn’t have tampered with it, she had put it on without a second thought. She never even considered the chance of a mango allergy.
Brenna showed little interest in interacting with Rosie, merely offering a brief, indifferent look before she and Ellie went upstairs. The birthday party was fully organized by Julia, requiring no effort from Brenna.
Meanwhile, Rosie felt slighted seeing Brenna walk away without saying anything to her, which stirred a mix of discomfort and irritation within her.
The itch on her neck intensified, leading her to scratch her skin aggressively. The irritation spread quickly, and upon looking at herself in a mirror in the living room, she was shocked to see her neck red and swollen.
Realization hit her—it was a mango allergy reaction!
She cried out, her breath shallow as she gasped for air, struggling to catch it.
A maid dropped the fruit she was holding and rushed to Rosie’s side, concerned. “Miss Harper, what’s wrong p>
Realizing the dress was the issue, Rosie grew furious. This had to be Brenna’s doing!
“I am having an allergic reaction to mango…” she managed to utter, the symptoms worsening rapidly as the redness and swelling extended to her shoulders and arms, causing intense itching.
The household staff, caught off guard, quickly called for an ambulance. Desperate, Rosie cried, “Help me… Help me…” She was frustrated by her repeated failed attempts to undermine Brenna. Every time she tried to harm Brenna, she was the one who ended up suffering.
Upstairs, Brenna remained in her room, indifferent to the commotion below as the ambulance took Rosie away.
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“Finally, that nuisance is gone,” Brenna said coldly, showing no empathy toward Rosie.
Ellie gave a dismissive snort beside her. “She deserved it p>
Meanwhile, in the ambulance, Rosie was fighting for her life but still managed to make a call. “If you don’t succeed in embarrassing Brenna today, consider your career in the makeup industry over p>
At three in the afternoon, the makeup artist arrived at the Harper family’s residence.
He was an eye-catching figure, clad in a bright floral shirt, Bermuda shorts, and a trendy headscarf, radiating a sense of style. He confidently walked into the Harper family’s house, his assistant following behind.
“Is Miss Harper here? I’ve come to do her makeup,” he said.
Julia, who had just finished ironing Brenna’s dress and delivering it to her, was surprised by his appearance. Although somewhat startled, she said politely, “Are you the makeup artist? Miss Harper already has someone assigned for her makeup, so you’re not needed today. But rest assured, you will still get paid p>