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    Feeling pleased, Brenna found the food in front of her even more appetizing.


    “Nice work. You’ll be getting a bonus this month.”


    Lorna’s eyes lit up. “Really? Thank you!”


    After dinner, Brenna went back to her office, stretched out on the couch, and closed her eyes for a short rest. Her phone buzzed with a message from Ellie, apanied by a photo of a pregnancy test.


    Ellie followed up with a text. “I think I’m pregnant. Oh my god! What am I supposed to do? I want to make money, not raise a baby.”


    Brenna responded, “Wow, that’s a big surprise!”


    Ellie shot back, “I don’t want this surprise! A baby will slow down my hustle. I’m thinking of having an abortion.”


    “Whatever you decide, I’ll support you,” Brenna assured her.


    Ellie replied, “I’m feeling low. Come with me for the prenatal check-up tomorrow.”


    “That’s what your husband’s for,” Brenna replied.


    “I don’t want him to know yet. I’ll decide first. If I choose to keep it, I’ll tell him then. Until I figure it out, I’m counting on you to apany me!” Ellie replied.


    “Alright. Looks like I’ll be a godmother to two babies soon. Yay!” Brenna teased in return.


    That evening, when Brenna arrived home, she found the entire family assembled in the dining room for dinner. The table was brimming with an array of mouthwatering dishes, many of them her personal favorites. Shepard slid a folder toward Brenna.


    “I meant to give this to you on your birthday, but the paperwork took a couple of extra days.”


    Seeing her father’s bright expression, Brenna epted the folder without much thought and flipped it open.


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    Her eyes widened. “A stock transfer? It’s done already?”


    The thrill in her voice was unmistakable. These were the shares that had once belonged to Gracie, and Ernst had bought them. After all the necessary procedures, they were now officially under Brenna’s name.


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    “Yes, hold on to them. This way, you’ll have a guaranteed ie every year, giving you financial security for decades. No matter how your ownpany performs, you’ll never have to worry about money. And if Ethan runs the business well, it’ll ensure both you and the next generation livefortably.”


    Brenna’s face lit up. “Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Ernst. I’ll dly ept it.”


    Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Rosie stepped out with Tessa. Her eyes immediately fell on the folder in Brenna’s hands.


    “What’s that?” she asked, curiosity evident in her voice.


    Brenna instinctively closed the folder, not nning to let her see it, but Rosie lunged forward, trying to snatch it away. Brenna tightened her grip, unwilling to let go.


    Noticing this, Tessa frowned, assuming Brenna’s family was making things difficult for Rosie again. She cleared her throat and then said, “Brenna, surely it’s fine to let Rosie have a look?”


    Reluctantly, Brenna loosened her grip. She wasn’t worried about Rosie learning this, only that the sight of it might spark envy.


    Rosie’s lips curled into a self-satisfied smirk; she was pleased that she had managed to get a peek despite Brenna’s reluctance.


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