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    Ethan wasn’t in the mood tofort her. “My girlfriend can help you.”


    He nced at Brenna, who shot him a frosty look. Unbothered, heced his fingers through hers with a gentle grip.


    Gracie didn’t love the idea, but she mulled it over. Brenna was powerful and capable. Surely even Waldo would tread carefully around her.


    Ethan gave Brenna a soft, coaxing smile.


    With a weary sigh, Brenna finally gave in. “Fine. I’m heading to Plomond tomorrow anyway. I’ll sort it out while I’m there.”


    Gracie hadn’t anticipated that Brenna was right beside Ethan, and the realization stung. Jealousy pricked her like a thorn. She never liked Brenna, but she had to admit—this worked in her favor. She believed that if Brenna failed to secure the divorce for her, she would have the perfect excuse to keep asking for Ethan’s help.


    Once the call ended, Brenna turned to Ethan. “If you don’t want to clean up her mess, why dump it on me?”


    Ethan squeezed Brenna’s hand, his voice soft. “I couldn’t shake her off, and I don’t want her pestering me forever. So I want you to deal with her. I’ll make it up to you. I will do anything you want; just say the word.”


    Ethan was halfway through lunch with Brenna in thepany cafeteria when his phone buzzed. It was Kenny calling.


    “Ethan, you’ve gotta talk to Mom for me. Make here take care of Emmie. She’s refusing to do it no matter what,” Kenny said urgently.


    Ethan frowned, caught off guard. “Hold up. Last I checked, you and your wife kicked her out just a few days ago. And now you want her back? Come on, Kenny, you can’t just toss her aside when it suits you and call her back when it doesn’t. If I were her, I would refuse you too.”


    He meant it. Kenny and Rosanna had crossed the line this time.


    Brenna, sitting across from Ethan, raised a brow. Ethan usually kept family drama at arm’s length, but when he did step in, he wasn’t one to mince words.


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    Kenny let out a guilty sigh. “Yeah, I know. We messed up. She meant well, and we didn’t appreciate her. But this is different—please, just convince her. Emmie got hit on the head. It’s bad, and we need help.”


    Ethan froze. “What? She got hit on the head? By who? Wasn’t Rosanna’s mom supposed to be watching Emmie?”


    His thoughts scrambled. The pieces didn’t fit. “I’ming over right now.”


    He shot up from the table to leave, still gripping his phone. Brenna didn’t ask questions; one look at his face told her the matter was serious. She followed him out.


    Kenny exined things as Ethan strode toward the car. “Rosanna’s mom loves her card games. A few days ago, she got a call from her friend and dragged Emmie along to y cards. Emmie was in her stroller, fine at first, but one of the women brought her grandson, a rowdy little brat. He was fooling around with a dumbbell, dropped it, and itnded right on Emmie’s head.


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