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    Yet when the morning came, she didn’t rush out to shop. Instead, she waited for Brenna to wake up so she could ask for guidance on investing—funds, stocks, even gold. Anything that might grow her fortune.


    Brenna had always been skilled in that area.


    All Sunday, Andres never reached out to Sandra.


    With ten million in her ount, Sandra found herself agreeing with her mother’s words. She deserved a man of higher standing. If Andres chose not to bother with her, so be it. She felt no interest in him anymore.


    On Monday morning, Sandra stood by and watched as the family left for work one after another. Shepard drove one car out of the garage, Giselle took another, and Brenna went to fetch hers as well.


    Sandra lingered at the garage entrance, her eyes fixed on the gleaming luxury cars. She had earned her driver’s license after college, yet she had never actually driven before. These cars cost fortunes. If she scratched one, she might end up paying half her ten million just inpensation.


    After mulling it over, she chose not to risk it.


    The moment Brenna drove through the gate, Andres’ car pulled up abruptly, blocking her path.


    Andres then stepped out in a crisp white suit, a rose in hand.


    The sight of him made Sandra’s heart leap. The resolve she had built the night before to distance herself from Andres melted away at once.


    “Andres!” she eximed with delight, dashing toward him as if no quarrel had ever passed between them.


    Behind her, Brenna honked the horn, signaling for Andres to move his car. Instead of stepping aside, Andres caught Sandra’s hand and led her right up to Brenna’s car.


    He said, “Brenna, your mistreatment of Sandra is far too obvious. I just watched your parents drive off in luxury cars, and even your car is worth tens of millions. Just look at Sandra, crammed into buses and subways every day. How can you allow that? Don’t you worry about what people will say? Even if she’s an illegitimate daughter, your family has recognized her. She deserves to be treated like family, not like a servant.”


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    Andres’ words cut hard.


    But Sandra’s joy dimmed. To her, having him speak up this way didn’t feel like kindness.


    She tugged on Andres’ arm, murmuring, “Stop talking.”


    But Andres moved closer and soothed her gently. “Don’t be afraid. Even as an illegitimate daughter, you should carry yourself with pride. I’ll protect you. Don’t let anyone push you around.”


    Had Andres uttered such words days ago, Sandra’s heart would have fluttered with affection.


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