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    Brenna thought it was a good idea, but she wasn’t sure Thiago would agree. She would have to check with himter. If he wasn’t on board, he would just have to step up and handle the work himself.


    “You are right; I’m drowning here. Oh, and by the way, I heard you have a new girlfriend?” Brenna said as they stepped into the elevator, curiosity piqued.


    Darwin chuckled. “Yeah. She’s in my field, also studied abroad before. My mom’s friend introduced us. She’s smart and attractive. I’ll bring her to meet you one day.”


    Brenna grinned, feeling happy for him. “Sounds like you really like her.”


    Darwin let out a smallugh. “Like her? It’s too early to say since we haven’t known each other for long. But she’s great. Her parents are government officials, and my mom thinks we’re a perfect match.”


    “I’m happy for you,” Brenna said warmly. Darwin was a good guy, and he deserved happiness.


    When they arrived at the restaurant, Brenna immediately spotted Elsa.


    She sat alone with only a coffee in front of her, no food ordered yet.


    Brenna turned to Darwin. “Give me a moment. I need to talk to Ethan’s mom first.”


    Darwin nced over, recognizing the renowned Vand singer.


    Despite being nearly sixty, Elsa looked a lot younger than her age.


    He nodded. “Go ahead. I’ll order for both of us.”


    Brenna walked over and sat across from Elsa, who had her back to Darwin and hadn’t noticed him.


    Elsa felt a wave of smug satisfaction. She had told Brenna toe, and even though Brenna resisted, here she was, showing up just like she expected.


    The waiter approached, spotting the new arrival. “Ma’am, what may I get started for you?” he asked with polished courtesy, recognizing Elsa as Vand’s celebrated singer.


    Elsa’s chest swelled with pride—her fame ensured she was treated like royalty wherever she went.


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    She was convinced Brenna was smitten with her son, Ethan; why else would Brennae anyway?


    Even if she put Brenna in a tight spot, Brenna would likely hold her tongue out of deference because she was Ethan’s mother.


    With a subtle smirk, Elsa ordered, “I’ll have a loaded nacho tter, two BBQ chicken skewers, a grilled salmon fillet, a portion of smoked brisket, a basket of fried shrimp, and a side of macaroni and cheese.”


    She deliberately ordered just enough for herself, casting a challenging nce at Brenna, making no effort to include her or inquire about her preferences, hoping to put her in an awkward position.


    The waiter sensed the undercurrent of tension but maintained his professionalism. Turning to Brenna, he asked, “And for you, miss? What would you like to eat?”


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