Chapter 68
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Brenna met Rosie’s glare with a calm smirk. “You think this is unfair? Then participate in the competition. If you win, I’m sure they’ll consider giving you shares, too.”
Ableson, who had been reviewing the certificates, looked at Brenna with newfound respect. “Brenna clearly has a gift for automotive design. If she wins, I fully support her joining the Harper Group’s automotive division.”
His wife, Jillian Harper, flipped through the documents and nodded approvingly. “Winning so many prestigious international awards at such a young age—the company needs talent like hers. And since she’s family, granting her shares is only fitting.”
Luther looked at Brenna with a smile. “Such remarkable talent shouldn’t be wasted. Brenna, I believe in you achieving great things in the Harper Group.”
Rosie clenched her fists as she watched Brenna bask in their praise. Her resentment deepened. “I don’t care—I want to participate in the competition, too!”
Rosie was determined to find a way to stop Brenna from claiming such a large share of the family business. She couldn’t let this happen.
Her eyes scanned the elders before settling on Brenna. “If I win and my award ranks higher than yours, those shares should go to me instead. Do you agree?”
She met Brenna’s gaze, her expression filled with hostility and challenge.
“Alright,” Brenna said without hesitation.
But Rosie wasn’t satisfied. She wanted more. “If you lose to me, not only will the Harper Group shares go to me, but you’ll never be able to work for the company—ever.”
Giselle intervened and gently said, “Alright, everyone. Let’s stop arguing and sit down to enjoy our meal together as a family.”
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But Ernst had no intention of letting the matter drop. He pulled out an award certificate, the most prestigious one Brenna had, and placed it on the table. Then, he turned to her and said skeptically, “I’ve seen the designs from the Barrett Group. Honestly, they’re average at best. Brenna, didn’t you claim to have designed all of Barrett’s products? Because if this is the standard of the products, I have to say, it’s unimpressive. Logically speaking, something like this shouldn’t have won an international award. I think Rosie’s suspicions earlier were not without reason. Are you sure these certificates are real?”
Brenna met his gaze without flinching and calmly replied, “The Barrett Group’s resources are limited. They can’t afford to produce high-end products.”
Ernst let out a short, dismissive snort. Clearly, he wasn’t buying her explanation.
He said, “Well, I’ll be watching your performance in the design competition.”
Rosie shot Brenna a sharp glare. “Brenna, a few certificates don’t prove much. They could’ve been bought by you. I will wait until your true abilities are revealed.”
Brenna remained unfazed. She spread her hands and shrugged. “You’re right. They don’t prove much. But do you even have any?”
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