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    Brenna kept her face still, sensing that today’s events might not go her way.


    “I did this, Mom. Let’s not talk about it anymore,” admitted Shepard. He could not find a better way to exin things to Tessa.


    Rosie had done wrong, yet Tessa was still her granddaughter, the same as Brenna. Tessa would not allow anyone to gang up on Rosie.


    “Tell me what you n to do then,” said Tessa. Her tone stayed firm.


    “I will buy herpanies at market price, and she keeps her shares in the Harper Group,” said Shepard. He could not see another way out.


    Tessa let out a sharp snort. “That’s better. If I catch any of you picking on Rosie again, I’ll make sure you regret it.”


    A faint, cold smile tugged at Rosie’s lips. Having Tessa step into this mess turned out to be exactly what she needed. Tessa remained the one person she could count on without question.


    “Now!” Tessa’s voice cut through the room. She knew her son’s habits too well. Even though he wouldn’t dare lie to her face, he might still make things difficult for Rosie once she was gone. “Do it in front of me. Buy herpanies right away.”


    Shepard let out a resigned sigh. “Mom, I meant what I said, and I’m not trying to trick you. But the transfer can’t happen tonight. The office has to be open for the paperwork, so we’ll need to wait until tomorrow.”


    With a huff, Tessa’s expression hardened. “Then I’ll stay here and keep watch. I won’t let anyone bully Rosie again. Rosie, you can stay here as well. Forget the hotel.”


    A small crease formed between Brenna’s brows. Somehow, Rosie had slipped her way back into their lives.


    The thought alone was enough to sour her mood.


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    The next day, Ernst had no choice but to apany Rosie toplete the paperwork and transfer the funds.


    Rosie’s mood instantly lifted.


    That night, Brenna avoided going home for dinner. The idea of sitting across from both Tessa and Rosie was unbearable. Instead, she went out with Ellie to a seafood ce.


    Patrick, a die-hard seafood lover, joined them.


    “Brenna, what’s got you looking so down? Did someone bully you?” Patrick asked the second he sat down, seeing that Brenna was not in a good mood today.


    A slow breath left Brenna. “Yeah, I’m upset. It’s nothing huge, but someone I can’t stand decided to get under my skin. I’ll let her think she’s winning for a few days. And then, I’ll handle her properly.”


    Patrick tilted his head and gave his chest a light tap. “If you run into trouble, just tell me. I will help you.”


    “Alright.” Brenna reached over, gave his nose a yful squeeze, and told the waiter to bring him his favorite—lobster and oysters.<fnd267> Checktest chapters at f?i?n?d?n?o?v?e?l?</fnd267>


    After that, she turned to Ellie, venting to her about Rosie’s disgusting behavior. “Unbelievable. She actually dropped to her knees just to squeeze money out of you. That woman will do anything to get what she wants. I’ve got an idea that might work in your favor…” Ellie leaned in closer.


    Soon, augh escaped Brenna. “That’s actually a pretty smart n.”


    The food arrived just as Brenna caught sight of someone at the entrance—Gracie.


    Gracie had a quick conversation with the waiter before heading to a table. Momentster, Rosie walked in, dressed in a freshly bought outfit and wearing a wide smile.


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