Chapter 99
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“I won’t allow it!” Giselle declared sharply, shoving Rosie aside without hesitation. She had treated Rosie like her own daughter for years, yet now, Rosie was trying to kick her real daughter out. That was something she simply couldn’t tolerate.
Rosie felt a deep sense of anger. She also felt disappointed in Giselle. Turning to Shepard, she put on a pitiful act. “Dad, look at Mom! I’m not making things up, but she’s being so unreasonable.”
She then turned to Luther and Tessa, her eyes full of feigned innocence. “Grandpa, Grandma, tell me—am I really in the wrong? All I want is to clear up any doubts about Brenna. Is that a bad thing?”
Meanwhile, Brenna picked up the agreement, carefully reading through every clause. Her expression remained composed as she finally spoke. “I don’t have an issue with the DNA test. But this agreement—this is a problem. It only penalizes me if I lose the automotive design competition, but what about you? There’s no consequence if you fail. On top of that, the rewards from the Harper family are only mentioned in your favor. This isn’t a fair contract.”
Rosie was well aware that the agreement was biased; she had crafted the terms herself to protect her interests. But for it to even take effect, Brenna had to be a legitimate Harper.
She smirked, feeling pleased with her clever setup. Brenna had no way around this.
Rosie said, “Fine. Sign it first; then you’ll do the DNA test. If it turns out you’re really a Harper, I’ll add some better terms for you. If not…”
Brenna scoffed, slamming the table. “Absolutely not! Signing it would mean I accept these conditions. Do you take me for a fool?”
Though she had no issue with the DNA test itself—she had wanted to do it anyway—there was no way she’d agree to such a lopsided deal.
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Brenna said, “Rewrite the terms first. Then I’ll consider signing.”
Rosie refused to back down. “No. You need to prove you’re a Harper first,” she said.
Ernst sneered, throwing in his own jab, “If you’re not part of this family, you don’t even have the right to sign it.”
Giselle had heard enough. Furious, she snatched the contract from Brenna’s hands and tore it to shreds.
She would protect her daughter’s rights, even if it meant going against Rosie.
“This agreement is completely unfair to Brenna,” she declared. “My husband and I will write a new one ourselves.”
Shepard nodded in agreement. “That’s right. We’ll handle it.”
Rosie’s eyes welled with tears as she looked at them in disbelief. “I’ve always called you Mom and Dad. How can you turn your backs on me for her?” she said.
Giselle’s voice was cold and firm. “We are not going to turn our backs on our real daughter. The truth is, we’re not your biological parents, Rosie. From now on, don’t call us Mom and Dad; you should call us Uncle and Aunt since that is the reality.”
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