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    Rosie stared at the flowers Brenna had brought. They were cheap andmon. Brenna was the daughter of the rich Harper family, yet she had brought her something so cheap. It was evident she looked down on her.


    Rosie’s irritation deepened. She wanted to make things difficult for Brenna.


    “I want to eat an apple. Peel it for me,” she said.


    Brenna didn’t refuse. She picked up an apple from the bedside table and peeled it.


    In no time, it was done, and she handed it to Rosie.


    But Rosie didn’t take it. “How am I supposed to eat such a big apple? Cut it into small pieces for me.”


    Standing off to the side, Rachael caught on to what Rosie was doing and let out a quietugh.


    Brenna shoved the apple into Rosie’s hand. “I am not doing that. I’m not your maid.”


    Rosie scowled. “What kind of attitude is that? You’re so rude.” Without a word, Rachael took the apple, cut it into neat pieces, and ced them in a container for Rosie.


    But Rosie had already lost interest in the apple. Her anger had smothered whatever appetite she had.


    Brenna just turned and left without another word. The moment she stepped out of the hospital, her phone buzzed with a message from Ellie.


    “I’ve almost sorted everything out. Turns out it was all a setup. I’m packing now. My flight’s in two days. How’s the house hunting? Don’t tell me you cked off and didn’t help me find one.”


    Brenna replied, “My parents gave me several houses. I saved the biggest one for you. Two hundred square meters. How’s that? You don’t have to pay rent at all.”


    “You are the best! By the way, how’s Jayceon doing?” Ellie responded.


    When she saw the message, Brenna pouted. It was obvious to her that Ellie still hadn’t fully moved on from Jayceon. Maybe they would end up back together soon.


    Brenna replied, “I don’t know. Haven’t seen him aroundtely. But during the Harper Group’s designpetition awards, someone said he went abroad. No idea if he’s back now. Why do you ask? Thinking of getting back together with him? He doesn’t deserve you.”


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    Ellie responded, “It’s not like that. It’s just my son won’t quit asking for his father. Every time he sees other kids with fathers, he pesters me about it. I’m about to lose it.”


    Brenna replied, “There are plenty of men out there. How about…”


    “You are right! How about you let me use Mr. Mitchell?” Ellie replied.


    Brenna didn’t miss a beat. “Sorry. I don’t let others use my cars or my man. But Thiago… he might make a decent stand-in dad.”


    “Absolutely not!” Ellie fired back. “Anyone but him. Even Joe or Tommy would be better.”


    “What did Thiago ever do to you? Why are you so dead set against him?” Brenna asked.


    “ying dumb, huh? Just remember to pick me up in two days. And don’t let your man know I’m back,” Ellie responded.


    “Alright,” Brenna replied.


    Brenna made her way back to her studio in the Financial Building. Inside, everyone was working hard. Tommy stood behind one of the engineers, pointing out something on a screen as they discussed design tweaks.


    As Brenna walked in, the team turned and greeted her with smiles.


    Brenna’s studio, apart from herself, was made up of twenty people, all top-tier in their fields. She had no doubt about that. Otherwise, she wouldn’t offer such high sries to them.


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