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    Brenna gave a half-smile. “Smooth talker, huh? Do this job well, and we’ll see where it goes.”


    Sandra watched, struck by Brenna’smand, feeling the vast gap between them.


    Against thugs and opportunists, she could only cower, but Brenna handled them with ease, seizing control effortlessly. For the first time, Sandra grasped how different they were.


    Grateful, she turned to Brenna, her voice sincere. “Thank you, Brenna…”


    She wanted to say more, to spill her gratitude, but Brenna’s cool, detached gaze cut her off.


    Sandra’s heart sank, recalling how she had once snapped at Brenna to stay out of her business.


    What a fool she had been.


    Pushing away the only Harper who had shown her kindness, all for a jerk like Andres.


    Her taste in men was downright awful.


    “Get in,” Brenna said, gesturing to her car.


    Sandra nced at her own vehicle. Noticing it, Felix quickly said, “Miss, I’ll drive your car back.”


    Sandra couldn’t shake the sense that, to Brenna, she ranked below even a bodyguard. Jordy’s advice about hiring security rang in her head—maybe it was time for that.


    She had so much to say to Brenna, but Brenna’s attitude made it clear she wasn’t in the mood to talk to her.


    Sandra slid into the car, deciding to wait until they were home to speak.


    Brenna and Ethan climbed into Ethan’s car.


    Ethan told Neville to floor it; they were off to Belen’s ce. He hadn’t seen her in a while and wanted to visit her before the wedding.


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    The trunk was loaded with Belen’s favorite treats, some cash, and a new wedding photo album she had been eager to see.


    They stayed at Belen’s ce for dinner.


    By the time Brenna got home, it was almost eleven.


    Sandra, still awake, had left her bedroom door open to catch Brenna’s arrival.


    Hearing footsteps, she rushed out. “Brenna!”


    Brenna’s face stayed distant, almost icy. “Is there something you want to tell me?”


    The coldness stung. Sandra realized winning Brenna back after her mistake would take work.


    Brenna sensed this wasn’t just about gratitude. “Come to my room,” she said.


    Sandra followed. Brenna, unfazed, added, “I’m going to shower and change first. Wait for me.”


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