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    She stepped into the elevator in a good mood, Julia trailing behind.


    “Your mother dotes on you. It’s not even the season change yet, and she’s already picking out clothes for you. She said those bags were specially sourced from Valport—you can’t even buy them with money,” Julia said.


    In her bedroom, Brenna found her wardrobe brimming with over a dozen luxury dresses, each worth hundreds of thousands, and seven cutting-edge designer bags, each valued in the millions.


    Since Brenna had returned to the Harper family a year ago, Giselle had showered her with clothes, dresses, and cosmetics. Her walk-in closet overflowed with bags alone.


    Shoes such as sneakers, casual pairs, and elegant leather heels lined her cabs to capacity. Her clothing collection, from skirts to pants, coats to tops, rivaled a boutique’s variety.


    Ernst often gifted her items too, and though Dalton was frequently away, he would always return with new clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, or perfumes—more than Brenna could ever use.


    “I love them,” Brenna said, beaming. She casually pulled a dress from the wardrobe, one she hadn’t worn yet, and handed it to Julia. “You can have this one.”


    Julia’s face lit up with gratitude. “Thank you, Miss Harper!”


    Brenna nced at the dress, feeling little attachment to it. Her closet was still crowded with unworn outfits.


    Now that a new season was rolling in, those old outfits felt more like clutter than treasures. She’d be buying new clothes next year anyway, and the Harper family’s lifestyle didn’t allow her to wearst season’s clothes.


    “The ones I bought recently, still with tags on, you can have them. Tomorrow, clean up the wardrobe and deal with the out-of-season clothes,” Brenna said, her tone breezy as she looked over at Julia. She tried to keep things light so Julia wouldn’t feel awkward about epting the clothes. “If you don’t want them, give them to your friends. No sense letting them go to waste, especially after how much I paid for them.”


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    Brenna had be more practical over time. Even though her circumstances had changed for the better, she didn’t want to just throw away things that were useless to her.


    “Thank you, Miss Harper. I’ll take care of the matter first thing tomorrow,” replied Julia, pleased. Most of Brenna’s hand-me-downs were barely touched; some even looked fresh from the boutique.


    Reselling any of these could fetch Julia a solid price. Some pieces, being rare finds, weren’t even avable for purchase anymore.


    The following day, Brenna arrived at the office and spotted Alec with a long face. She decided to ignore his mood and stepped right into the elevator.


    Once in the office, she called Isabe.


    “What’s with Alec today? He looks unhappy,” Brenna said directly, not bothering with small talk.


    A softugh slipped from Isabe. “Miss Harper, I think you’ll like what I am about to say.”


    A hint of curiosity slipped into Brenna’s voice. “What is it?”


    Isabe wasted no time. “Rosie stopped paying my dad ages ago. He used to get a little reward every time he passed her information. But since Rosie left Vand for Plieca three months ago, not a cent hase in for him. I have a feeling she’s run out of money.”


    The news made Brenna smile. “That sounds about right. All of herpanies in Vand are bankrupt, and now she’s trying to sell them off. I even heard she hasn’t paid over ten thousand employees for thest couple of months.”


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