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    “…me, my life before was much harder than yours.”


    Sandra’s eyes widened. She had never imagined the wealthy Barrett family could treat Brenna with such cruelty. Her gaze flicked toward Cecily, puzzled as to why Cecily had never told her any of this.


    “Really?” she eximed, her voice tinged with surprise. “I always thought you had it easier than me. But your past sounds even worse. At least my parents never raised a hand against me.”


    She had nned to paint herself as someone pitiful and win Ethan’s sympathy, but she clearly failed.


    Ethan squeezed Brenna’s hand with quiet resolve. “The Barrett family has already paid for what they did to you. If anyone tries to hurt you again, I won’t let them off.”


    Sandra let out a faint sigh. “Even so, our lives share some simrities. You’ve suffered more, Brenna, and I admire your strength. I’d really like to tag along for your engagement photos today, just to see how everything’s done. If you’ll let me, I’d love to help out. Would that be alright?”


    “Of course,” Brenna replied without hesitation.<fnc4d2> Chapters first released on find?novel</fnc4d2>


    Her parents had never allowed Sandra to appear in public, keeping her hidden away. Though Brenna disliked going against her mother’s wishes, she knew the spreading rumors could damage her family. Within Shirie’s social circles, whispers imed the Harpers despised their illegitimate daughter. Tales spread that Giselle bullied Sandra relentlessly, denied her meals, and treated her as nothing more than a servant. Brenna nned to bring Sandra out and let people see for themselves that she was living well under the Harper family’s roof.


    She continued, “You should join us and take some nice photos, too. The photographer we hired is excellent, and we’ve arranged plenty of outfits. You can choose a few to try on.”


    Sandra was caught off guard by Brenna’s generosity. Brenna had allowed her to interrupt her time alone with Ethan and didn’t question her motives at all. For all her sess and resources, Brenna came across as a little too trusting.


    “That sounds wonderful, Brenna. I’ve never had the chance to take proper photos before. And I still haven’t thanked you and Mr. Mitchell for what you did for my mother. I don’t have anything valuable to give in return, but at the very least, I can help out during the photoshoot,” Sandra said.


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    “We’re family, so don’t thank us. We can’t just sit back and let them mistreat you,” said Brenna before taking another bite.


    Sandra quietly joined her at the table. A pang of guilt weighed on her chest for scheming against Brenna, who was treating her so kindly.


    When the meal ended, Ethan led Brenna to his car, and Sandra slipped into the front passenger seat. Neville, seated behind the wheel, offered her a warm nod and a smile.


    Sandra believed their destination was a studio for the wedding pictures. Instead, Neville drove them toward the ocean, where Ethan’s private yacht came into view, gleaming like a pce on the water.


    The scale of the gathering left her stunned. More than thirty professionals were present, ranging from stylists and assistants to makeup artists, not to mention three photographers. Sandra could hardly fathom the luxury surrounding her.


    Along the shore, severalrge tents stood ready, holding the wedding attire for Ethan and Brenna. Staying close to Brenna, Sandra followed her inside and began admiring the dresses. One tent alone disyed rows of gowns—enough to rival a boutique. No wonder Brenna had told her to pick a few outfits for herself. Ordinary brides might prepare only three to five ensembles, yet Brenna possessed dozens, each one worth millions.


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