Chapter 393
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Viper’s face darkened, his true intentions becoming obvious. His goal was to disrupt the event and force Ethan and Brenna into handing over the real Orwall Queen’s diamond tiara.
Despite Viper’s careful planning, the Harper family was ready. They were armed, and their sniper had their sight set on Viper. Otherwise, even if Ernst and Ethan had guns, Viper was still confident he could take down the Harper family with his bodyguards.
Brenna was being protected, and she certainly wasn’t as simple as she appeared.
The revelation left Viper feeling utterly frustrated.
He glanced at Valeria, who shifted uncomfortably beside him. Earlier, despite her expertise in gems, she had failed to recognize that the Orwall Queen’s diamond tiara they had gotten was a counterfeit and had mistakenly confirmed its authenticity.
It was her idea to wear the tiara to the Harper family and cause trouble.
Now that she realized her mistake, fear of the consequences froze her in place.
“Viper…” she murmured, fully aware of the punishment she would be facing.
With a grunt, Viper waved her off angrily, saying, “Get out of my sight!”
Ernst and Ethan then escorted Viper toward the lounge on the house’s fourth floor.
Outside, the party continued as if nothing had happened.
Greta was about to pull Lilith toward Brenna to invite her to join them for a meal when a woman in a chic black dress approached Brenna first and said, “Miss Harper, may I have a word with you?”
Brenna recognized the woman. She was Sabine, who had been close to Ernst all evening, even stepping in to protect him during his confrontation with Viper. Sabine’s affection for Ernst was obvious, and Brenna couldn’t help but admire her for the genuine love she had for him.
Brenna also noticed that the daughters of her mother’s friends didn’t seem the least bit interested in Ernst. None of them had spared him even a glance. That alone told her her mother’s efforts had likely been in vain.
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While the Harper family estate buzzed with activity, Brenna led Sabine up to her room on the third floor to talk.
As soon as they stepped inside, she saw the shift. The friendly smile Sabine had worn downstairs was gone, replaced by a frosty look.
Her demeanor changed completely.
Brenna had no intention of wasting warmth on someone who didn’t bother to hide her coldness. She leaned against the desk and said, “What do you want? Just say it.”
Sabine’s expression shifted again. Now, she seemed angry. “Miss Harper, I’ve just realized that Ernst is very protective of you.”
Brenna raised an eyebrow. “What, are you jealous?”
Sabine scoffed, “We’re not the same. Why would I be jealous? I think you’re nothing but trouble. You shouldn’t have come back to the Harper family.”
Brenna almost laughed. This woman wasn’t even part of the Harper family yet but was already sticking her nose in her family’s affairs.
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