Chapter 67
67:
Then, she sneered at Brenna, saying, “You’re shameless, using fake documents to deceive Mom and Dad!”
Brenna remained unfazed. “Take a closer look. Each certificate has a serial number and an official seal. You can verify them online. Is it really so hard to believe that someone else achieved what you couldn’t?”
Rosie shoved her aside and quickly began checking on her phone. Brenna then turned to Ernst. “Do you doubt the authenticity of my certificates, too?”
Ernst flipped through a few of them. Though he found it hard to believe, he knew they were genuine.
“No. I misjudged you.” He cast a sidelong glance at Rosie, annoyed that she had spoken without proof, almost making a fool of him.
However, he still wasn’t entirely convinced of Brenna’s abilities and maintained a distant demeanor. “The Harper Group has a car manufacturing division that’s holding a design competition with a ten-million-dollar prize. Since you’ve won so many awards in mechanical design, why not participate in the competition?”
Brenna’s patience with him finally ran out. She could tell that until she stumbled, he wouldn’t stop testing her.
She said, “Sure. As my brother, you should support me. If I win first place, what reward will you give me?”
Ernst smirked, sensing an opportunity to put Brenna in her place. “Those awards and certificates you have only reflect your past, not your current skills or future potential. How about this—if you manage to win this time, even if it’s just third place or an excellence award, I’ll give you one percent of the Harper Group’s shares. What do you say?”
Luther nodded in agreement. “That’s good. Every family member has shares in the Harper Group except Brenna. She is exceptionally gifted and has endured years of hardship. If she wins, I’ll also award her one percent of the shares.”
F𝓾ll 𝒔𝓽𝑜𝓻𝓎 𝒶𝓋𝓪i𝓁𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓉 g𝓪l𝑛ovєls.𝓬𝓸𝓶
Tessa smiled warmly. “Go for it, Brenna. Grandma is rooting for you.”
Shepard said, “Brenna, I believe in you as well. Win or lose, I’ll give you two percent of the shares.”
Rosie’s face paled. After years of trying to earn the family’s favor, she had only managed to secure 0.5 percent of the shares. Yet, Brenna was about to receive four percent just like that—shares worth tens of billions!
“I want to enter the competition, too! If I win, will I get shares?” Rosie demanded.
Shepard said immediately, “You don’t have a background in mechanical design. Why would you participate in that competition?”
Frustrated, Rosie stomped her foot. “Then why does she get so much when I only have 0.5 percent? It’s unfair! If you won’t let me compete, then you shouldn’t be giving her that many shares, either.”
Her eyes locked onto Brenna, filled with resentment. “You wouldn’t be that greedy, would you? Do you even understand how much one percent of the Harper Group’s shares is worth? Do you know how much annual dividend that brings? You should refuse this right now!”
.
.
.