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    Leaving Rosie’s apartment, Brenna set her sights on confronting Tina. But when she reached the Russell family home, Tina was nowhere to be found, and she refused to answer her phone.


    Tina, too, must have gone into hiding.


    At the airport,


    Rosie and Maxley moved through the terminal. Draped in long hooded coats, their faces obscured by sunsses and masks, they blended into the crowd as they approached the security checkpoint.


    The security officers scanned them thoroughly, finding no contraband. Yet, their suspicious attire raised eyebrows, prompting a firm request from the staff. “Please remove your sunsses and masks.”


    With reluctance, Rosieplied, revealing a face etched with bruises, a testament to the recent ordeal.


    Maxley looked even worse. His face was swollen and bruised all over, especially his eyes, which were puffed up like light bulbs, making him virtually unrecognizablepared to his ID photo.


    The security officer stifled a chuckle, unable to resist asking, “What on earth happened to you two?”


    Neither Rosie nor Maxley would confess to the beatings they had endured; that would be far too humiliating and risk drawing unwanted attention from the authorities.


    Maxley fabricated a quick excuse. “We had an argument, and things got out of hand.”


    Rosie nodded eagerly, saying, “Yes. It’s nothing serious; just let us through.” The security officers saw that their identification matched and allowed them to proceed.


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    In the quiet hum of the lounge, Maxley turned to Rosie, his voice thick with frustration. “I warned you not to cross Brenna. I told you, but you wouldn’t listen. Now look at the mess we’re in. Both the Harpers and the Mitchells are out for our blood. We’re lucky you didn’t seed in killing Brenna. If you had, the Harpers and Ethan would have torn Plieca apart. Why do you always act without thinking? Why must you be so reckless?”


    He continued his tirade, his voice thick with exasperation. “We spent months cultivating alliances with the Wagner family and the Judy siblings. You even managed to secure seven percent of the Harper Group’s shares. And we were on the cusp of getting some of the Mitchell Group’s shares, but you just had to lose your temper and do something this impulsive—”


    Rosie’s patience frayed, and she cut him off sharply, saying, “Enough! I did it for you, to rally support for your cause.”


    Maxley snorted coldly, his tone dripping with disdain as he looked at her. “Spare me the act, Rosie. As if you don’t have your own schemes. I know you’ve got your sights set on Ethan. This whole mess was your way of settling scores with him, not some noble effort for me.”


    Rosie’s eyes narrowed, her gaze icy as she shot back, “Don’t talk nonsense. Can you honestly im my efforts haven’t helped you? You always im to be the most promising candidate for Plieca’s throne, but without me, you’d be nothing.”


    Maxley seethed at Rosie’s words, the truth in them stinging too much. In a huff, he stormed off to a seat farther away, putting distance between them. Just then, Rosie’s phone buzzed, and she nced at the screen. Tina’s name shed.


    She carried two phones with four numbers. One phone, used for public dealings, held two numbers. She had switched off the phone to evade being tracked down by the Harper family and Ethan.


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