Chapter 413
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The bodyguards stood tall in full tactical gear—helmets, dark visors, and masks leaving not a single inch of skin visible.
Brenna studied the woman. She appeared to be in her late twenties. The tight leather outfit clung to her curves, and her crimson lips stood out starkly against her face. Her skirt was so short it barely covered what it needed to.
She moved with the confidence of someone who knew exactly what kind of attention they commanded.
Commanding attention without a word, she made a beeline for Ethan. The others quickly followed. Ernst shifted closer to Brenna, taking up a protective stance.
“Miss Hewitt,” Denis said, his eyes raking over her figure with blatant interest. “It’s been a while.”
He nodded toward the armed entourage. “What are they for? Planning to take us all down here?”
Jade Hewitt, taller than Brenna by a few inches, rested a manicured hand on Ethan’s shoulder. Her eyes were filled with longing.
Ethan recoiled, his revulsion unmistakable. His expression was cold and distant.
Jade’s hand dropped, and she looked displeased. “Mr. Mitchell, is this how you show your gratitude? After everything I did to save you?”
“I didn’t need saving. I had the situation under control at that time,” Ethan replied firmly.
Jade’s gaze shifted to Brenna, studying her carefully. The rifles didn’t seem to faze Brenna. Whether her composure was genuine or a well-practiced mask remained uncertain.
“And who is this?” Jade asked sharply.
Ethan laced his fingers with Brenna’s. “My fiancée. Brenna Harper.”
“A Harper?” Jade sneered. Her eyes flicked to Ernst, noticing the tension in his posture.
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“She’s my sister,” Ernst confirmed.
Brenna met the woman’s stare evenly. “Miss Hewitt.”
Not far away, Sabine, Fay, and Isabella watched the scene unfold. Though a bit scared, they were also somewhat excited. It was clear Jade disliked Brenna. Perhaps she would get rid of Brenna on the spot.
They even expected a confrontation between Jade and Brenna. If Jade managed to defeat Brenna, they would get their revenge.
The three exchanged knowing looks. Jade’s hostility toward Brenna was impossible to miss.
After a brief exchange of glances, all three smirked.
Sabine leaned in, whispering to Fay and Isabella, “Miss Hewitt is powerful; she’s from the Ward Gang—the biggest mafia gang in Norview. Brenna doesn’t stand a chance against her.”
Fay and Isabella struggled to hide their grins. Finally, someone strong enough to put Brenna in her place had appeared.
Seizing the moment, Isabella stepped forward and said, “Brenna, what’s with the attitude? Do you really have to be so rude? You should show Miss Hewitt some respect.”
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