Chapter 130 Do You Have Any Evidence


    Brenna flung the door open without warning and called Giselle out of the master bedroom.


    "What happened?" Giselle naked, noticing the siblings looked upset as if they had just had a heated argument


    She fixed a stern look on her son, her voice sharp with disapproval. "Is this how you act like a big brother? How dare you bully your sister like this? She just got home, and you are already making her ufortable your sour expression!"


    Ernst was exasperated by Brenna''s habit of running to their parents, making it seem like he had bullied her Although angry, he knew better than tosh out at his mother. With a deep breath, he steadied himself and exined what had happened with Rosie.


    Giselle''s face shifted from sternness to genuine concern as she listened. "A car ident? Was it serious?


    Rosie okay?"


    Ernst replied, "Thankfully, the car''s safety systems did their job, but the brakes failed. It caused a pile-up We will probably have to pay for the damages, but she''s okay, Mom. Don''t worry."


    Giselle nodded with a peculiar expression. Then, she went back to her bedroom to call Rosie.


    Rosie was in tears. Giselle spent a long timeforting her and asking what had happened before finally ending the call.


    When she returned, she looked at Ernst sternly and asked, "What makes you think Brenna had something to do with the brakes? That''s a heavy usation. Do you have any evidence?"


    Ernst scoffed, his expression making it clear he thought the answer was obvious. "Mom, do I even need to spell it out? Brenna is the only one in this family who can''t stand Rosie. Who else would go to such lengths to hurt her? Not long ago, someone shredded Rosie''s clothes, and we never figured out who did it. Now, Rosie has been in a car ident. I don''t even want to imagine what mighte next. Don''t you think this is a serious matter? Giselle let out a displeased huff. "What kind of nonsense are you spouting? How can you use Brenna without a shred of proof? And as for today''s ident-the car was delivered straight from thepany. It was perfectly fine on the way here. So how did it suddenly malfunction the moment Rosie got behind the wheel?" Ernst jabbed a finger in Brenna''s direction. "She tampered with the brakes! She has studied mechanics and knows cars inside and out. Pulling something like this would be child''s y for her," he said.


    Giselle''s expression darkened as she grabbed Ernst''s arm and scolded him, "Do you even hear yourself? Brenna slept until eleven today! I took her to check out the car the moment she got up, but Rosie insisted on taking Brenna never evenid a hand on the steering wheel I was standing right there the whole time! If you''re so eager to point fingers, why not use me while you are at it?"


    ck a few more times in frustration "You idiot! How could you not trust your own sister? Just because she studies mechanics and knows her way around cars doesn''t mean she did it! That''s the most ridiculous logic I''ve ever heard. If you use her again without proof, don''t bother setting foot in this house


    again


    Brenna arched an eyebrow and spread her hands in resignation "Mom was with me the entire time while I was checking the car. If I had tampered with the brakes, don''t you think she would have noticed?" she said to Ernst


    Giselle''s expression darkened with anger as she said to Ernst, "I want you to apologize to your sister Now."


    "Sorry," Ernst muttered begrudgingly. He had no proof and knew his mother wasn''t the type to twist the facts.


    Still unconvinced, he headed straight to the surveince room to review the footage. As his mother had said, she and Brenna had merely inspected the car. Brenna had touched a few parts of the car, moving past them too quickly for any tampering to be possible.


    "Could it really be a manufacturing w?" he muttered, reying the clip where Brenna touched the car parts but finding nothing amiss.


    Upstairs, Giselle continued to console Brenna.


    “Don''t take what Ernst said to heart. He''s just an idiot who is too protective of Rosie. The blue car has arrived.


    Let''s go check it out."


    With a reassuring smile, Giselle guided Brenna downstairs.


    On the first floor, Brenna saw Ernst emerging from the surveince room.


    They looked at each other, and despite everything, Ernst couldn''t help but ask, "Did you really not do anything


    to the car?"


    Before Brenna could even get a word out, Giselle marched over and punched Ernst on the back. "Enough with the nonsense! Get out of here!"


    Outside, a deep blue SUV was parked. Unlike the red one, it had a more solid andposed design, making it seem better suited for a man


    Brenna liked it the moment sheid eyes on it.


    "Thank you so much, Mom," she said.


    Ernst stood in front of the car, staring at it thoughtfully. If Brenna had really tampered with Rosie''s car, she was really out of line.


    To do it right under their mother''s nose without being noticed showed that she was extremely skilled.


    His eyes met Brenna''s for a few long seconds before he finally turned and walked away.


    Then, Brenna''s phone buzzed with a message from Ernst She nced down and read it.


    "Don''t think no one knows what you have done. I''m watching you."


    Brenna''s lips s curled into a faint smile.


    "Whatever," she replied.


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    She hadn''t actually done anything All she''d done was give Rosie a little scare if Ernst knew what Rosie had done to her, would he still stand by Rosie so blindly?


    Since Rosie had been ruthless toward her, how could she let her off so easily!


    This was just the beginning. The real show hadn''t even started.


    Brenna walked around the car, her eyes lighting up with satisfaction as shenspected every detail.


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