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    Money sure seemed toe easily for Brenna.


    Rosie nced down at her own dress, the same one she’d been recycling all summer. Finances were tight, and despite Maxley’s wealth, he refused to give her any money.


    She had her eye on many new outfits, but she had no funds to purchase them.


    “That’s quite the status you’ve got. Better stay cautious, then,” Brenna replied, her voice even as she settled into a chair without waiting for an invitation. The longer Rosie watched Brenna, the more convinced she became that Brenna was showing off, and it grated on her nerves.


    “So, what exactly do you want from me? I’m barely hanging on here. What will it take for you to let me off?” Rosie finally snapped, unable to keep her desperation hidden any longer.


    Brenna’s lips curled into a slight, unreadable smile. “Let you off? Give back what you got from the Harper family, and I’ll consider it.” That answer sent Rosie over the edge.


    “I’m part of the Harper family, too! My dad was your uncle. Why do I have to return everything?”


    Brenna’s expression didn’t shift. “If you don’t want to return it, fine. Hold onto it, if you’ve got the skill.”


    Rosie’s anger boiled over. “Don’t think I won’t kill you, Brenna!”


    Brenna met her threat with a calm shrug. “It’s not like you haven’t tried before. Didn’t work out, did it? You’re just not cut out for it. Anyway, I called you here to talk business about those electronics factories. I’m offering ten million to buy them.”


    “You might as well just rob me!” Every part of Rosie seethed with resentment toward Brenna. Ten million? That was an insult—the machinery alone had been worth hundreds of millions not long ago, some of the most cutting-edge in the industry. How could she possibly sell it for such a lowball offer?<fn4aa6> For original chapters go to Find~Novel</fn4aa6>


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    After a pause, she said, “Two billion. I won’t go any lower.” She needed the money badly to pay off debts, cover payroll, and keep thepany afloat.


    “Ten million. That’s my final offer. If you refuse to sell, you can wait until someone buys them for scrap,” Brenna said as she stood to leave.


    Panicked, Rosie reached out and grabbed her arm to stop her. “That’s way too low! Can’t we settle on 1.5 billion? The equipment’s nearly brand new, and thend and buildings are included. You’re already getting a bargain; don’t push so…”


    Irritation colored Rosie’s voice as she snapped, and her two bodyguards at the entrance immediately barred Brenna’s way, their hands resting just above the pistols tucked into their belts.


    Rosie’s sly nce shot toward Brenna. “Left your gun at home this time, didn’t you?” she taunted.


    No move was made by Brenna to reach for any sort of weapon, which only confirmed to Rosie that she’d shown up unarmed.


    Rosie’s confidence soared. She felt certain that her pair of bodyguards could handle Brenna with ease. There was no chance Brenna would dare to start anything with them standing by.


    A smug grin tugged at Rosie’s lips as she sized Brenna up. “You see these men? They aren’t your average muscle. Both trained with Plieca’s elite forces. Dealing with someone like you is easy for them. But if you cooperate, send the funds now; maybe I’ll let them go easy on you.”


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