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    Denis inspected the photo more carefully and was surprised. “They really look like mother and son. When did Brenna have a kid? And with whom?” he said.


    He scrutinized the pictures, noting the boy’s handsome features, which slightly resembled Brenna’s. Puzzled, he added, “This is big news. I wonder how Ethan will take it.”


    He sneered, “The Mitchell family has a strong presence in politics and the military. It’s unlikely Brenna could marry Ethan now.”


    He then looked at Isabe with a sense of satisfaction. “Just as you wanted.”


    Isabe felt a surge of triumph. If the Harper family found out that Brenna had a child, how would they react? They might even disown her.


    Immediately, Isabe thought of Rosie and was eager to share the news with her.


    Denis watched her with a dismissive look, considering her foolish.


    He said, “Rosie has already been kicked out of the Harper family. What’s the point of telling her this? Even if she tells the family, would they believe her? You should tell Ernst instead!”


    Isabe snorted dismissively, confident in her n. “You don’t understand Rosie. Telling her is like broadcasting it to everyone. Just wait and see.”


    In Rosie’s hospital room, a group of business professionals gathered around her bed—three men and two women—as Rosie delegated tasks.


    Though she had been mainly stationed at a branch office for the past two years and was seldom at headquarters, Rosie maintained strong connections there, especially with senior staff. The group included five top executives from the Harper Group’s headquarters.


    Among them was a man in his forties, the technical director responsible for automotive manufacturing. The two women, both around thirty, held significant positions—one as head of thepany’s secretariat and the other as the public rtions manager. The remaining two men managed different departments. Each was assigned responsibilities rted to Brenna’s uing lecture at the Harper Group.


    These five had been promoted by Rosie through the board of directors, earning her their loyalty and prompt responsiveness.


    “We understand,” they assured Rosie earnestly.


    Just as Rosie was about to dismiss them, her phone buzzed with a new message. She opened it casually, but then stared at it in disbelief, zooming in on each photo. A delighted grin spread across her face.


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    “I can’t believe Brenna has a child this age!” she eximed.


    The Harper Group executives leaned closer, curious to see the photos.


    “Unbelievable!” the head of the secretariat eximed in shock. “I thought she was inexperienced in love during her award eptance speech. Turns out that’s not the case at all.”


    The other female executive was equally stunned. “This is perfect! We can use this to our advantage. If this news breaks before her lecture tomorrow, will she be ousted?”


    Thrilled by the opportunity, Rosie quickly began crafting a more borate scheme. “What an excellent turn of events! We need to adjust our strategy now. I doubt Brenna will bring her child to the lecture tomorrow. Listen carefully. We need to discreetly disy a photo of her and her child during the lecture so everyone can see the real her…”


    Meanwhile, Brenna, Ellie, and Patrick arrived at the spacious Bayview Apartments. Julia and two maids had already tidied the apartment and arranged some essentials.


    They waited downstairs to assist with the luggage.


    Brenna instructed Julia, “Please make sure everything is ready and prepare a few dishes.”


    She knew that after a twenty-hour flight, Ellie was probably starving. On top of that, the food abroad was so different from what they had at home, and Ellie oftenined about it, always craving the familiar tastes of home.


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