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    “I’m sorry,” Ernst said to Brenna before he turned and left the stage, not once ncing back.


    Kennedi found herself at a loss, realizing that the situation had reached a conclusive end. With the chairman’s clear statements, she had no basis to continue questioning Brenna.


    She quietly took her seat, handed the microphone back to the staff, and sank into her chair, feeling utterly embarrassed.


    On the video call, Rosie was still urging Kennedi, “Why are you hesitating? Ask if Brenna had a rtionship with Jayceon, and if he used the Russell family’s power to hide the truth about her illegitimate child! Ask if Brenna is the woman who had the child with Jayceon.”


    At that moment, Kennedi felt like Rosie’s voice was sting through the speakers for everyone to hear.


    Once she caught on to what was happening, she looked up and saw her phone screen projected across therge disy, Rosie’s private words echoing for everyone in the room to hear.


    The big screen showed Rosie’s contorted face and her jealous demeanor.


    Kennedi was shocked. She frantically tried to end the call but found that she could no longer control her phone.


    “Stop talking!” Kennedi said in a shaky voice, trying to alert Rosie to the disaster unfolding, but Rosie was oblivious to the situation.


    Rosie said, “Why should I stop? Brenna took my shares and left me with nothing. Why shouldn’t I retaliate? She deserves this! I want her reputation ruined…”


    Kennedi, her hands trembling, turned her phone’s camera toward therge screen, showing Rosie the live feed of her rant.


    Back in her hospital room, Rosie kept criticizing Brenna until she suddenly saw herself on the big screen. “What’s happening? Why am I on the screen? Kennedi, what have you done…”


    Only then did Rosie grasp the gravity of her situation. She nervously tapped on her phone but was unable to end the video call.


    Brenna, observing this from the stage, remainedposed. With the unfolding events, there was no need for her to exin anything.


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    Everyone now understood the situation clearly. “Rosie, apologize!”


    Sylvie grabbed Rosie’s phone in a swift motion and darted into the bathroom, where she turned on the faucet and submerged the device, finally ending the video call.


    Back in the hospital room, Rosie seethed with rage, her hands trembling from the chaos that had unfolded. “What a bunch of imbeciles! They couldn’t manage a simple task, and now, I ampletely exposed!” she eximed in anger.


    Sylvie’s eyes shed with shared animosity towards Brenna. “You assured us of their reliability, didn’t you?” she said. “Yet, they failed in carrying out your n.”


    Meanwhile, Vivian, who always seemed to maintain a cooler demeanor yet harbored a particrly deep-seated vendetta against Brenna, recalled her mortifying episode at the Imperial Bar. She had been coerced into drinking tainted alcohol, embarrassing herself in front of the Morrison family. Her parents and grandparents had been utterly disappointed in her, and her position at thepany had been sidelined.


    Vivian’s sharp voice cut through the mounting tension. “Didn’t you all notice it? Rosie was unable to disconnect the call earlier,” she said. “Ethan and Jayceon have rallied to Brenna’s defense. Considering the powerful allies she’s gathering, of course we failed in targeting her.”


    Rosie’s fingers tightened around the nket, her frustration palpable as she said, “It’s exasperating! That woman has amassed a crowd of supporters, turning me into aughingstock. We can’t just stand by and let Brenna triumph over us. What’s our next move?”


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