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    That finally seemed to appease Elsa. At least Ethan knew how to show her respect, unlike Kenny, who barely treated her like family anymore. His wife had given birth to a child, yet he didn’t even let her visit.


    “Alright then, let’s get to the rest of the nning. Once it’s all settled, we can start preparing everything,” Elsa said.


    Emmett smirked to himself. As far as he was concerned, Ethan’s wedding was the Mitchell family’s affair, and Elsa wouldn’t need to prepare anything. Was she going to pay for the house or cover the wedding expenses? That was unlikely. Then why should her opinion matter at all?


    Emmett presented the gift list to the Harper family.


    The Mitchell family had assembled an extravagant wedding offering: a staggering two billion dors, a bespoke Porsche sedan, five prime real estate properties…


    The list was long, and the Harper family examined it with keen interest. Even Giselle, who wanted to be strict, could find no w in thevish gifts.


    Elsa, who hadn’t been privy to the list beforehand and was denied the chance to review it first, wore an expression of displeasure.


    Emmett, unfazed by her evident irritation, carried on without acknowledging her mood.


    After concluding the wedding ns, the two families had a meal, theirughter and conversation stretching well past ten in the evening.


    Brenna couldn’t help but notice Elsa’s persistent scowl, as though everyone present had offended her.


    On the drive home, with Ethan at the wheel and Brenna in the passenger seat, she broached the subject delicately.


    “Did you notice your mom seemed to be in a bad mood tonight?” she asked.


    Ethan, feeling a touch awkward, nodded. “I did. That’s just how she is. Just ignore her.”


    Brenna tilted her head, staring at Ethan. “Didn’t you say she had changed for the better? She seemed her old self tonight.”


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    Ethan reached for Brenna’s hand, his touch gentle. “Don’t let it get under your skin. If she causes you trouble, just let me know, and I’ll sort it out.”


    Brenna’s lips curved into a warm smile. “I can handle a few ripples on my own, you know.”


    Gazing out the window, she took in the livelymercial street, still abuzz at night with vibrant food stalls.


    Ruby, d in a worn workman’s jacket and a scavenged baseball cap, trudged along with a woven sack half-filled with stic bottles, cans, and scraps of cardboard.


    Her posture stooped, her gray hair a stark contrast to the night, she appeared far older than her years, resembling a woman in her seventies.


    As luxury cars sped by, Ruby’s eyes lingered on the Harper family’s sleek vehicles, a flicker of yearning and nostalgia in her gaze.


    Once, she too had ridden in such opulence, but now she scraped by, collecting refuse under the cover of night.


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