Chapter 412
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Radiating joy, Isabella clung to Denis’ arm, her presence at the event marking her as his official girlfriend.
She warmly greeted Sabine and Fay before approaching Brenna with her chin held high, assuming she held the same status.
“What a coincidence to see you here,” Isabella said, her smile sweet but laced with malice.
Brenna smiled back. “It seems you didn’t sleep on a park bench last night.”
Isabella’s body tensed with anger. “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Isabella now had a place to live—Denis had arranged an apartment for her, Ruby, and Mack. He had even secured a job for Mack at a Wagner Group subsidiary. What puzzled her was Alec’s decision to leave Ruby for his mistress.
But she didn’t care about that. With the Barrett Group already bankrupt, Alec no longer mattered to her.
She had Denis now, the heir to the Wagner family. Clinging to him meant a life of luxury.
“Do you even know who’s paying for this outing?” Isabella sneered, her eyes gleaming with disdain.
Brenna had no idea who was sponsoring today’s outing. But from the exchanged glances and quiet smirks, it was clear she was the only one out of the loop. The realization settled heavily in her chest.
Fay and Sabine swooped in to escort Isabella away. Fay’s voice carried loud enough for everyone to hear, “Don’t bother with her. We don’t associate with her kind.”
All three showed no effort to hide their hostility toward Brenna.
Ethan’s face darkened, but he said nothing.
At that moment, Brenna turned to Ethan and asked, “Is there something you’re not telling me?”
𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗮 𝗽𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗲𝗱 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝖌𝖆𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒𝗰𝗼𝗺
Ethan held her gaze without flinching. “During my trip to Norview, things got complicated. The Hewitts stepped in to help. I owe them. And the Hewitt family’s daughter… she is really hard to deal with.”
Though his words were vague, he trusted Brenna to understand the meaning behind them.
Brenna nodded knowingly. “She’s interested in you.”
Ethan gave a faint smile as confirmation. “Don’t worry. I don’t get chosen. I’m the one who chooses. No one can control me.”
Brenna’s lips curled into a smile. “I’ve heard about the Hewitt family before. They’re big players in Norview’s underworld. But compared to you, they still fall short.”
As the yacht pushed into deeper waters, Sabine, Fay, and Isabella tossed bread to circling seagulls, clearly enjoying themselves.
Brenna and Ethan stood a short distance away, the sea breeze curling between them. The other men kept their distance, giving them space.
Soon, a woman arrived. She was clad in black leather, flanked by a dozen guards clutching rifles.
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