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    The photography crew wasted no time, their movements quick and efficient. One of the female assistants walked over, holding a white wedding gown. “Miss Harper, I n to begin the shoot by the shoreline. Then we can continue aboard the yacht for some ocean views. Would that work for you?”


    Brenna gave a calm nod. “Yes. Sounds good.”


    While the makeup artist began her work, Sandra stood nearby. With so many assistants already in ce, she wasn’t needed, so she went to the car for some water and asionally handed it to Brenna. As the brushes swept across Brenna’s face, the makeup artist asked casually, “Miss Harper, is she your servant?”<fn6221> Th?s chapter is updated by </fn6221>


    Sandra stiffened at the words, her displeasure clear.


    Without hesitation, Brenna answered, “She’s my sister. My family only reunited with her recently.”


    The makeup artist quickly caught on and said, “Sorry, I got it wrong.”


    Brenna’s voice stayed steady. “No need to apologize to me. You should apologize to her.”


    Turning at once, the makeup artist looked at Sandra and apologized again. But even after that, a thought lingered in her mind. From the way Sandra hovered near Brenna, ready with water, she truly did behave like a servant. Sandra chose not to make things harder for the makeup artist. She would need her skills for her own photographster, after all.


    The team remained busy through the day, even shooting a few scenes under the night sky. Sandra also stepped into several gowns and posed for countless pictures.


    By Tuesday evening, the Barker family hosted a charity dinner at the Azure Bay Hotel. The event aimed to raise funds for children from the slums who needed surgery for cleft ptes. Both Brenna and Sandra attended. Although the gathering was small, with only a few dozen guests, everyone present belonged to Shirie’s upper ss. Alongside Brenna, the Harper family was represented by Lilith and Ernst.


    Sandra wore a floor-length gown in a pale shade of yellow. To anyone watching, she trailed behind the three Harpers like an attendant. Just before they entered the venue, Brenna nced back and reminded Sandra, “Stay beside me. Don’t fall behind like a servant. Hold your head high. You’re the equal of anyone here.”


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    Sandra had been nervous. Rumors about her had already spread among Shirie’s wealthy circles, and the thought of their scorn made her uneasy. So her steps had slowed without her realizing it, her head dipping slightly as if she feared the eyes of those who had known privilege all their lives. Hearing Brenna’s words, she steadied herself. With deliberate poise, she joined her side, her smile graceful.


    Watching this, Ernst felt his irritation grow. He couldn’t fathom why Brenna had brought Sandra along, especially knowing many people would ask them about her identity.


    There were surely many waiting to mock their family that night. The moment they entered the banquet hall, nearly every head turned. Smiles were polite, but the eyes behind them were sharp with scrutiny.


    The Harper family shone as the evening’s brightest stars, with Ernst, the wealthiest guest, drawing every eye. His presence was maic,manding the room’s attention with effortless grace.


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