Chapter 392
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“I dare you to say that again,” Viper’s voice growled, deep and threatening. For years, he had ruled over Shirie, earning the respect of the city’s most powerful people. No one had ever dared to insult him like that, especially not with so many people around.
Today was undoubtedly the most humiliating day of his life.
Ethan responded with a disdainful snort, “I can say it many times, and the truth remains the same. Viper, I can’t believe you’ve fallen so low, using a fake tiara, and a stolen one at that.”
Ernst quickly said, “Over and over, you’ve sent your goons to infiltrate my house, but you’ve never found the real thing. You’re not as impressive as you believe, Viper. Let me warn you—if you dare do something like that again, I’ll end you once and for all.”
At that moment, Viper’s hand was already on his gun when he spotted a figure on a nearby rooftop. A sniper rifle aimed at him. A shiver of fear ran through him. He realized that if he made a move, he probably wouldn’t even have time to draw his gun before he was shot.
It drove him mad to see Brenna so calm. Her expression was nothing like what he had expected. Any other woman would have been terrified in such a tense situation.
Ernst realized that Viper was going for his gun.
Driven by instinct, he moved to stand before Brenna to shield her. How could he ever look anyone in the eye if he allowed his sister to be hurt while under his care? Wouldn’t that suggest anyone could walk all over the Harper family?
Ethan also wanted to protect Brenna. He took his position in front of her, preparing himself for a potentially lethal confrontation with Viper, his hand ready to pull out his gun.
Brenna stood silently behind the two men. She had complete trust in their ability to protect her.
Greta watched the scene in awe, struggling to catch her breath. A deep longing filled her as she envied Brenna, so deeply loved and protected by both her brother and her boyfriend.
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Viper, ever sharp, quickly realized that Ethan was also carrying a gun. With a sly chuckle, he pulled his hand back and changed his approach. “When it comes to diamonds and gold, it’s all just little things women love. Why make such a big deal out of it? I’m here for Miss Harper’s birthday celebration. Is this really the kind of welcome the Harper family offers? Aren’t you going to invite me into the house?”
Ethan and Ernst relaxed a little, tension fading from their expressions. Ernst studied Viper’s behavior with suspicion, knowing that his reasons for being there had nothing to do with celebrating Brenna’s birthday. His voice lacked any trace of warmth as he said, “You’ve brought all these bodyguards to a birthday party? To anyone who doesn’t know better, it looks more like you’re here to cause trouble than to celebrate.”
Without hesitation, Viper gestured, and his bodyguards, dressed in black, skillfully left the Harper family estate, vanishing so swiftly that it was as though they had never been there.
Ethan looked at the diamond tiara on Valeria’s head, and his eyes narrowed in disapproval. He scoffed, “I didn’t know you had a habit of stealing. Can’t you afford a simple diamond tiara? Sending people to take it, Viper, that’s hardly honorable.”
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