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    Feeling joyful, Brenna offered her hand, letting her coworkers admire the ring as much as they pleased.


    “How did I never notice before? Brenna, your hands are gorgeous. This ring was made for you!”


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    “The ring is so shiny!”


    “This ring is definitely one-of-a-kind. It must have cost a fortune!”


    “If only I could wear something like this one day…”


    “Well, one can always dream.”


    Cameras clicked in quick session.


    Everyone was excited to see such a massive diamond ring up close. Phones shed as photos were taken, shared, and a few people even posed beside Brenna’s hand for pictures.


    Brenna stayed patient, letting herself be part of the excitement, smiling for photos with her coworkers every now and then.


    Stepping into her office, Brenna noticed Thiago lounging in the chair, his feet kicked up on her desk as if he owned the ce.


    “You look like you’re having a good day. There’s something you need to see—check your phone,” Thiago said, not bothering to move his feet from Brenna’s desk.


    Brenna paid him no mind, sitting down and opening her messages. There, she found a long text from Thiago waiting.


    She read it, and her mood instantly shifted. “Threatening to kill my family? That’s pretty gutsy. Is thising from that organization in Nor-view?”


    Thiago nodded. “Right. The Contractor is from Vand, and they’re offering serious money for the job. Dozens of hitmen have already taken the contract. Whoever’s behind this isn’t giving up easily. Who do you think wants you dead?”


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    Brenna barely needed to think. Only one name made sense—Rosie.


    Lately, Rosie had been acting out of character, dropping her usual bravado and trying a bit too hard to please everyone in the family. She had be almost servile to their grandmother, always apologizing for upsetting their grandfather and ying the part of the misunderstood victim.


    “I’m guessing Rosie,” Brenna said, her tone icy as she read the message over and over.


    “You’d better talk to your brother and tighten security,” Thiago said. “You can’t afford to let anything catch you off guard.”


    “If Rosie crosses the line, I won’t show any mercy this time. I won’t let her get away with it. Without our contacts in the organization, she might have already pulled it off.” Brenna found Braeden’s number in her phone and made the call. “Braeden, I’ve run into trouble. I need your help…”


    “Someone’s bold enough to go after our protected military asset? Don’t worry about a thing. If they set foot in this country, they won’t be walking out alive,” Braeden said, his anger barely contained. Most people had no idea, but Brenna’s current role as a military researcher made her an especially protected figure.


    If Brenna hadn’t turned down official protection to avoid attention, the military would have assigned her a security detail.


    Thiago watched in silence as more alerts popped up on his phone. Without a word, he forwarded everything to Brenna.


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