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Mack stopped in his tracks and looked back at Rosie. He’d always thought the stories about Brenna taking down his family business were a lie. He had believed Brenna seemed far too gentle for that. But after what happened today, he realized just how wrong he’d been.
One thing was certain—he wouldn’t forget what the Harper family had done to him and his family.
Lorna entered Brenna’s office with a ss of water. “Miss Harper, Rosie’s here.”
Rosie didn’t wait for an invitation. She walked right in and took the seat opposite Brenna as if she owned the ce.
“Bring a cup of coffee here,” Brenna instructed Lorna, her face unreadable. Lorna shot Rosie a look, finding her behavior arrogant and rude.
“I just don’t get why you’re willing to give Isabe a job. After everything the Barrett family did to you, and Isabe’s not exactly a good person herself, you’re still willing to hire her?” Rosie asked Brenna, wasting no time getting to the point.
She’d heard about the news from Alec and couldn’t wrap her head around Brenna’s decision. After getting no reply from her message to Brenna, she had decided to drop by in person.
Brenna answered with a sharp edge, “Is it any of your business?”
Rosie let out a coldugh, not surprised by Brenna’s attitude. “It’s not, really, but I am curious. The Barrett family has put you through hell, Isabe included. I thought you wouldn’t let her off so easily, yet you gave her a cushy job. Makes me wonder if you’ve got another n in mind.”
Crossing her legs, Rosie added, “Don’t underestimate Isabe; she’s more cunning than the rest of the Barrett family, and she never lets grudges go. I just hope you won’t be betrayed by her in the future.”
“Your concern is duly noted. If you’re done talking, you can see yourself out.” Brenna’s icy tone left no doubt that Rosie was not wee here.
Rosie wasn’t offended. She knew Brenna barely tolerated her, but she also knew Brenna couldn’t resist a good business opportunity.
“I heard you’re working on a robotics project. Plieca hasn’t tapped into that market yet. When your first batch is ready, Maxley and I want to be your first buyers,” she said.
Brenna barely reacted. Orders wereing in left and right. She didn’t need the extra business.
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She replied, “If you’re interested in purchasing, just submit an order. My team will handle the rest and follow the standard procedures.”
Just then, her phone rang. She added, “I’ve got work to do. You should leave.”
Rosie refused to leave, insisting she was serious about cing an order, not just making empty talk.
Brenna, rolling her eyes, stepped to the window to take a call, keeping her voice low so Rosie wouldn’t overhear. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
On the other end of the line, Darwin was smiling. “Want to y tennis after work?”
Anticipating her reluctance, he quickly added, “I had an online meeting with Hector yesterday. We talked about the Mitchell Group.”
Brenna let out a softugh. “Alright, I’ll see you after work, and you can tell me what exactly you two discussed.”
Darwin chuckled. “Let’s hope no uninvited guests show up this time.”
Brenna gave a short reply and hung up, returning to Rosie to discuss the order.<fna9de> Readplete version only at find[f]ovel</fna9de>
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