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    “I would never, Miss Sandra Harper. There are also some cosmetics here that you might want to see.” Julia guided Sandra into the bathroom. The room was wide and polished,plete with a vanity table set aside for personal care. Beside it stood a cab stocked full of untouched skincare bottles, makeup kits, and beauty tools, all carrying the marks of world-famous brands.


    As a fashion designer, Sandra was well-versed in style and trends. The Harper wealth was undeniable, and she resolved to stay and prove herself, refusing to let Keira pull her down.


    “Keep them all. Throwing them away would be a shame,” Sandra said.


    Julia cast her a nce filled with quiet disdain. To her, Sandra was pitiful, clinging even to someone else’s castoffs. She probably didn’t even have more money than her. Calling for two servants, Julia directed them briskly. Together, they cleared out the closet of every used dress and emptied the cab of its shoes.


    When the servants were gone, Sandra turned her attention to inspecting the room on her own. None of the shoes was her size, which felt like such a waste. Each pair carried a luxurybel, some priced in the tens of thousands, even reaching into the hundreds. She had never once worn shoes of that value before.


    She would still need to purchase her own shoes, and if she chose anything cheap, the Harper family would surely sneer at her. What should she do? More than anything, she longed to make a strong impression and im the respect of the Harper family.


    Slipping into the high-end dresses from the wardrobe, she found they fit her perfectly. The moment she looked at herself, she could see the difference—her whole presence felt transformed. After finishing her makeup, she gazed into the mirror and felt convinced she finally looked the part of a Harper. Only her shoes spoiled the picture, a ring w against the elegance she tried to uphold.


    In the living room, the Harper family sat together, but the air was heavy. None of them seemed cheerful—least of all Giselle, who now had to ept the unwee truth that her husband’s illegitimate child would be a part of their lives from now on.


    Rising to his feet, Shepard spoke with gentle persuasion. “It’s settled now. Don’t let this upset you. If she bothers you, you don’t have to talk to her. And if it bes unbearable for”


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    “You, I will give her a house and let her move out.” Though his words carried sincerity, Giselle could only suppress a bitter thought. They had just publicly acknowledged Sandra, and sending her away so soon would paint the Harpers as cruel. That would tarnish not only the Harper family’s standing but also her own carefully built reputation.


    “Let’s set the matter aside for now and talk about it again in a few years,” she said.


    At that moment, Ernst and Lilith rose from their seats. “We’re heading out for work.”


    Giselle gave a small nod before saying, “I’ll go to the office, too.”


    Remaining in the house held no appeal for her.


    As Giselle prepared to leave, Brenna walked over and whispered gently, “Mom, you’ve been treated unfairly.”


    A hollow ache settled in Giselle’s chest. The ce she had once called home now felt unfamiliar, almost foreign to her.


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