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    Gracie shook her head, tears streaming more freely. “You don’t understand! It was definitely her. She destroyed my clothes that day and kept snapping photos of me. I called her several timesst night, begging her to get rid of them, but she refused every time.”


    Exasperation crept into Ethan’s voice. “Did you go out of your way to provoke her again? I told you to avoid conflicts with her. Why didn’t you listen?”


    Defensively, Gracie replied, “I didn’t mean to! I identally spilled wine on her as I walked past, and it stained her designer dress. She retaliated by ruining my outfit. Ethan, she’s vengeful and ruthless. Please, I need your help to get justice for me.”


    Ethan shook his head slowly, disappointment clear on his face. Though he hadn’t spoken to Brenna yet, his gut told him she would never escte things unless she was provoked.


    Suspicion colored Ethan’s words. “Is there something you’re not telling me? Did you ssh wine on her on purpose?” His trust in Brenna was unwavering.


    Gracie’s sobs grew louder. “Why do you always take her side? If you don’t believe what I’m saying, just ask her! She destroyed my outfit in the changing room and ruined my backup dress. She even tore up Waldo’s clothes!”


    Ethan blinked in disbelief. “Wait—Brenna did that?” The entire situation sounded almost unbelievable.<fnaffa> Original content can be found at find·novel</fnaffa>


    Waldo was a grown man, yet Brenna had somehow subdued him and torn up his clothes?


    A heavy sigh escaped Ethan. He found the whole scenario draining, thinking Brenna could have let her bodyguard do something like that for her.


    Rage surged through Gracie. The fact that Ethan’s main concern was Brenna catching a glimpse of Waldo undressed rather than the bullying she had endured left her stunned.


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    Was that truly the bigger issue?


    Every nasty trick Brenna pulled, all the hurt she caused, apparently meant nothing in Ethan’s eyes. All that seemed to bother him was Brenna’s idental peek at someone else’s body.


    A heavy sense of disappointment settled inside Gracie; she felt that Ethan couldn’t care less about what she’d gone through.


    Any hope that he valued her as much as Brenna vanished at that moment. Her chest burned with indignation, and her desire to win Ethan’s approval faded away.


    She started to resent Ethan slightly.


    She didn’t want to win him over anymore.


    If there was anything left she wanted from Ethan, it was his money.


    Rosie’s voice echoed in her thoughts.


    “When a man feels nothing for you, your pain won’t shake him. But when he loves you, he will notice even the smallest change in you.”


    Not long ago, Gracie would have rolled her eyes at Rosie, dismissing those words as nothing more than bitter cynicism.


    Yet with everything that had just happened, those words suddenly felt sharper and more truthful than ever.


    The truth settled in, and Gracie made up her mind not to hold back anymore.


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