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    Sensing her interest, Jordy said, “How about we find a spot to sit and talk?”


    Sandra changed her ns on the spot, no longer wanting to visit Keira. She didn’t want to put all her money into Brenna’s cybersecurity project; she wanted to spread her investments to avoid losing everything at once.


    She knew the value of not putting all her eggs in one basket.


    “Alright, let’s do it,” she agreed.


    Jordy finally pulled out the rose, shing a grin. “This is for you.”


    Sandra, having just agreed to talk business, was caught off guard. “Well… this isn’t really appropriate, is it?” she said.


    “Come on, just take it. You’ll make me look like a fool if you don’t,” Jordy said with a softugh, certain she wouldn’t refuse him.


    Sure enough, Sandra epted the rose, but added, “No more flowers next time, alright? I’m not looking to date right now.”


    Jordy nodded, but he didn’t understand her. With his status and deep pockets, how was she not falling for him? She had to be ying hard to get, he thought.


    On Monday, Brenna put the screws to Waldo, making him transfer the properties and cars to Gracie and finalize the divorce.


    On the drive back to Shirie, Gracie let out a heavy sigh. “He didn’t give a damn about the baby I’m carrying. Never thought he’d be this heartless—not a shred of love for me. What a cold-blooded jerk!”


    She was done with men for good. Not Waldo, not Hector, not even Ethan could be trusted. From now on, she would only care about money.


    She vowed never to tie the knot again—just focus on raising her child and carving out her own path. She nned to start a business, even if it was small at first. Her dad had shown her the ropes of running projects, and now she believed she could pull some off on her own.


    Brenna, ever reliable, dropped Gracie off at home before heading back to the Harper estate.


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    Soon, she spotted Sandra waiting by her room, shing a smile.


    “Hey, Brenna, you’re back! Did everything go alright?”


    Brenna gave a nod. “Yeah.”


    “Jordy hit me up with some projects to invest in,” Sandra said. “I’m not sure if they’re solid. Could you take a look and tell me what you think?”


    Brenna ushered Sandra into her room, gesturing toward the sofa before taking the stack of project proposals Sandra had brought.


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