?Chapter 1546:


    The Morrison family’s troubles weighed heavily on her. For more than half a year, theirpany had been sinking. Orders kept getting canceled, suppliers disappeared with deposits, and the situation grew bleaker with every passing day.


    Vivian was worried. She had promised her father and brother that she would find a solution.


    If she could establish even the smallest connection with Brenna, it might give her the lifeline her family so desperately needed.


    Brenna, however, didn’t answer immediately. Instead, she tilted her head slightly and asked, “So, you’re not working at the moment?”


    She knew very well the kind of life Vivian had led: the pampered daughter of privilege who spent her days on food, drinks, and entertainment, never once having to worry about work while her family’s wealth cushioned everything.


    As her eyes lingered on Vivian, she caught details most would overlook. The woman’s clothes weren’t from thetest season, but from an older collection. It was subtle, but clear proof—the Morrison family’s financial situation was bad.


    Vivian, meanwhile, felt the weight of humiliation pressing down on her. Beside her, Sylvie had already carved out sess, rising to the top through hard work and persistence. And here she was, clinging to a copsing family business, offering nothing of value. The realization stung.


    “No, I’m not working. I wanted to help with thepany, but I don’t have the skills. I’d only be a burden. The truth is… my family depended heavily on Rosie. She brought us most of our deals before. After she passed away, every client walked away too. Now we’re standing on the edge of bankruptcy.”


    That admission left her shaken, but also desperate. This was it—the one chance fate had offered her. If she didn’t reach out to Brenna now, there might never be another opportunity.


    Vivian clenched her hands under the table and made up her mind. Even if it meant humbling herself, even if it meant begging, she would try her best to get Brenna’s help.


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    She continued, “Ms. Harper, I know yourpany is involved in many ventures, even automobile manufacturing. That field depends on countless parts suppliers. My family specializes in auto parts. Our technology is solid, and our production line is still advanced despite our setbacks. If you could connect us to opportunities, we’d be more than willing to give you amission.”


    Brenna said nothing. Her expression remained unreadable, her silence making it clear she felt no obligation to help the Morrisons. Vivian had never been close to her, after all.


    The silence stretched, heavy and ufortable, until Vivian’s heart sank. She had waited and waited, but no response came. Atst, her voice faltered as she said,


    “I’m sorry for pressing you like this. I know I sided with Rosie before and wronged you. You’re justified in not liking me and not wanting to help me.”


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