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    “Everything’s on track. My design passed the required tests, so production has already started,” she replied.


    Ethan reached for her hand, his gaze full of quiet affection. “My dad thinks it’s a good time to start talking about our wedding. What do you think?”


    Marriage hadn’t been at the top of Brenna’s list, but the thought of spending even a day apart from Ethan had started to feel impossible. Lately, they’d been inseparable, eating lunch together, riding to and from work side by side. Perhaps getting married soon was a good idea.


    “Alright, I’ll talk to my parents, and we can let our families discuss the matter together,” Brenna said.


    The answer sent Ethan over the moon. With the elevator still descending, he leaned over and nted a quick kiss on her cheek.


    “Our new home is at Stonefox Manor,” Ethan said, excitement in his voice. “I already hired a firm to design the renovations. Once they send us the drafts, you can look them over. If you like what you see, we’ll get started right away.” Stonefox Manor happened to be the very neighborhood where Brenna already lived.


    Brenna’s face lit up. “That’s perfect! I love Stonefox Manor. The new ce will be just a quick walk to my parents’ house, so I can see them every day. I really want to make the most of my time with them while I still can, so this works out beautifully.”


    Ethan squeezed Brenna’s hand, matching her excitement. “That’s exactly why I picked it,” he said, leading her out of the elevator.


    Ever since Rosie’s death and the military’s capture of the assassins hired by her, Brenna had finally felt at ease. Libby and Finley had returned to their posts, and Brenna no longer needed bodyguards shadowing her everywhere.


    If not for that, Ethan probably would’ve felt a bit self-conscious about kissing Brenna like this.


    Outside the building, Neville was already waiting with the car.


    Brenna said to Ethan, “Thanks for the drink; it was exactly what I needed.”


    Ethan apanied Brenna to her home, going to join her for dinner as usual. “Hey, Mom, Dad, Ernst, when did youe back?” Brenna said as soon as she stepped inside, surprised by the lively atmosphere in her house.


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    Her father’s boomingugh echoed in the room.


    Ethan greeted Brenna’s family warmly.


    Shepard waved him over. “Ethan, don’t just stand there; join us for dinner!”<fn99a7> Newest update provided by find~novel</fn99a7>


    Brenna washed her hands and settled in at the table.


    “So, Mom, Dad, how was your trip? Did everything go smoothly?” she asked, remembering they’d stayed longer than nned in Plieca.


    Shepard’s face turned serious. “When we got there, Plieca was basically on lockdown. Security was tight, and movement was restricted. Their authoritiesunched an investigation into Maxley and Rosie’s deaths, but it didn’t go anywhere—the assassins were already long gone. Now, the prince who ced second in the polls has risen to the throne.”


    After a pause, he continued, “We stuck around for a few days, and the new king finally issued a statement: Rosie and Maxley were killed by terrorists. No organization or individual has imed responsibility, so it looks like this case will…”


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