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    Brenna and Ernst exchanged a knowing look. Although they couldn’t fullyprehend their mother’s turmoil, they refrained from judging her. Once everyone had sat down, Ernst said softly, “Mom, don’t be angry anymore. We give you our word—we won’t lend Wesley and his family a hand moving forward, all right?”


    A wave of relief swept through Brenna. She felt lucky that earlier that day, when Conor had sought her out, she had reined in her sympathy, knowing that following her tender instincts might only fan the mes of her mother’s wrath.


    “Mom, what’s done is done. If anything, we could reach out to Mr. Atkinson to derail Jalen’s advancement. Ernst and I could also pull some strings to ensure Conor’sw practice doesn’t get back on its feet.”


    Giselle let out a weary sigh and shook her head. “There’s no call for that. My issue is solely with your uncle. The next generation shouldn’t bear the brunt of our old feuds, even though Jalen and Conor aren’t good people themselves. Just don’t help them in secret.”


    Ernst and Brenna both nodded in agreement, and atst, Giselle’s anger began to subside.


    Still, for the remainder of the dinner, Giselle gave Shepard the cold shoulder. She dismissed every dish he attempted to serve her.


    Sandra, silent throughout, remained oblivious to the whole story, as she had missed the Bentley family’s visitst Sunday while working at the shop. As she tuned into the heated exchange, she pieced together scraps of what had happened bit by bit. It piqued her interest to discover that even the affluent Harper family had their share of troublesome rtives, and that Giselle also had her own troubles.


    Once the meal was wrapped up and everyone made their way to their rooms, Sandra called Cecily to hers.


    “Spill more,” Sandra pressed, her curiosity piqued by the juicy drama of the Harper family.


    Cecily recounted the day’s events with lively detail, and Sandra, in turn, presented her with a modest sum of cash as a gesture of gratitude.


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    Beaming with delight, Cecily pocketed the money and slipped away.


    Left alone, Sandra murmured under her breath, “Who would have thought? Giselle’s got a ruthless streak, letting her own brother go to prison without hesitation.”


    Sandra couldn’t help but feel a flicker of satisfaction at the Harper family’s recent troubles, given how coldly they had always treated her. It even crossed her mind that things hadn’t be nearly difficult enough for them yet, and if she knew Jalen or Conor, she might step in and offer them a bit of advice to make things more difficult for the Harpers.


    May arrived, bringing her birthday closer, though the other members of the Harper family seemedpletely unaware of that. While they gathered for breakfast, Sandra lingered at the table, quietly hoping someone would mention her birthday. Since this would be her first one since joining their family, she believed it deserved at least a little attention.


    However, even after the meal ended, nobody brought it up. She felt a faint wave of disappointment but didn’t let it bother her. After all, her actual birthday was still four days away, on May 5th. There was no need to mention it yet.


    She decided to give it another day. If no one remembered by the next evening, she would bring it up and watch how they responded.


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