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    Tears spilled down her cheeks as she broke into quiet sobs, her sorrow appearing genuine.


    No reaction came from Ethan. He kept his eyes on his food, saying nothing that hinted at his opinion.


    His gaze briefly shifted to Elsa, who wasted no time in speaking for both of them. “My son’s house is my house. I am fine with it. Gracie, feel free to stay.”


    Thoughts of escaping the situation crossed Ethan’s mind. With so many properties at his disposal, he could just stay at a different house.


    He texted Neville, asking him toe pick him up.


    Soon, Neville showed up, moved the car out of the garage, and quietly waited for Ethan.


    After the meal, Elsa quickly cleared the table, grabbed her bag, and led Gracie to Ethan’s car with her.


    Neville imed the driver’s seat, Ethan sat up front, and Elsa and Gracie settled into the back.


    With a steady voice, Elsa gave instructions to Neville, saying, “Head down this road, then take the first right…”


    Neville cast a sidelong nce at Ethan, picking up on his expressionless face. From experience, he could tell Ethan was not happy.


    To reach the entrance, the most direct path was to turn left, continue for two hundred meters, then make a right toward the gate.


    Even so, Elsa insisted on turning right instead, deliberately opting for the longer route. Neville knew she had a hidden agenda.


    With a polite grin, he turned to Elsa and said, “Mrs. Mitchell, the left way is actually quicker.”


    Elsa barely spared Neville a nce, treating him as nothing more than a servant. “Just do as I tell you,” she ordered, her voice sharp. Neville nced again at Ethan, but the man offered no response.


    Elsa caught him looking and snapped, “Why do you keep looking at him? He listens to me as well. We are going to the hospital first, not thepany.”


    Neville already knew the hospital was their first stop. Still, he kept quiet and turned right as Elsa had instructed.


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    Elsa kept giving directions, steering Neville through a winding route of backstreets and scenes. Soon, he caught on—she was taking them past the Harper family’s home on purpose.


    Ethan had already figured out Elsa’s n. Whenever he wanted to see Brenna for lunch, he would take the same route.


    He had already sent Brenna a message, telling her to wait with her car by the entrance.


    Before they even reached the Harper residence, Elsa spotted Brenna waiting there. She guessed Brenna was hoping to catch a ride. She wondered how Brenna would react after spotting another woman inside her boyfriend’s car.


    Surely, Brenna would be jealous, maybe evensh out.


    Elsa could barely contain her excitement, bracing herself for drama.


    With a sense of superiority, she ordered Neville, “Stop the car here.”


    As soon as the car came to a halt, Elsa lowered the window and offered Brenna a polite but insincerepliment. “You look especially lovely this morning.”


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