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    “Who’s helping me get revenge? They’ve posted so many negative things about Rosie,” Brenna muttered with a sneer while clicking through the posts.


    She noticed every one of them mmed Rosie for her malicious actions, yet not a single one mentioned her name.


    Brenna kept scrolling, scanning hundreds ofments. Still, no one brought her up.


    While she was caught up in reading thements, her phone rang again. This time, it was a call from Rosie.


    The second she answered, Rosie’s voice exploded through the speaker.


    “Are you behind all that trash about me on the inte?”


    Brenna listened to the furious voice on the other end of the line, easily picturing Rosie’s seething expression.


    With a soft chuckle, she said, “So it was you who started that rumor in thepany group chats about me having a child out of wedlock?”


    Rosie answered without missing a beat, “Yeah, it was me. But so what? Tell me, were you behind those online posts attacking me?”


    “Shouldn’t you be apologizing to me now? Why are you confronting me like this?” Brenna stayed calm, unaffected by Rosie’s yelling.


    Rosie was already convinced that Brenna was responsible for the matter, but there was little she could do about it. “Apologize to you? And why should I do that? I’m the real victim here; I’m the one getting torn apart online!”


    Brenna remained unbothered. “Suit yourself. I don’t care about the matter anyway.”


    After saying that, she ended the call without hesitation and promptly blocked Rosie’s number.


    Rosie gritted her teeth in frustration. She remembered that Isabe had been the one who had started all of this and angrily dialed Isabe’s number.


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    Isabe was having dinner with the Barrett family, discussing how to revive their declining fortunes.


    Alec and Mack had been pouring their energy into reviving the Barrett Group’s automotive division. Ever since Brenna left the Barrett family, they had hit rock bottom. Long-time clients disappeared, new ones were hard to find, and the meager trickle of current orders barely covered wages. They were not making a profit at all.


    Growing frustrated, Alec shot a sharp look at Isabe. “Isn’t Denis fond of you? Why can’t he throw more orders our way? These few orders we are getting aren’t even making us enough money to pay the staff. If this continues, we will go bankrupt.”


    Mack said, “Exactly. The Wagner family also has an automotive division. We would be fine if only they could spare us a fraction of their business.”


    Isabe bristled, irritation ring beneath her polished exterior. Ever since she got involved with Denis, she began looking down on the Barretts, believing theycked…


    The refinement and power of true high society. Her father and brother had no business acumen and were incapable of steering the Barrett Group to greatness.


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