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    She stared at the screen, deeply absorbed in contemting her revisions.


    Ruby stood next to her, looking at the screen, but only saw technical jargon and diagrams she did notprehend.


    Still, she was aware that Brenna had many orders and that her studio, which now employed thirty designers, was bustling and financially sessful.


    Ruby, feeling she deserved attention as Brenna’s mother, was unable to bring herself to tter Brenna.


    She waited for Brenna to say something to her, but Brenna continued her work, ignoring herpletely.


    Feeling frustrated, Ruby exhaled sharply in irritation and sat down opposite Brenna.


    By five-thirty, all the designers had left the studio for the day, but Brenna was still immersed in her work.


    Tommy entered the room, knocking on the door. “How is work today?” He paid no mind to Ruby and began discussing the day’s meeting directly with Brenna.


    Brenna looked up from her work. “I’vepiled the feedback and forwarded it to your email. Review it when you can. Once you’ve reviewed it and suggested corrections, I’ll meet with Braeden again.”


    Tommy nodded, cing a cup of water on her desk. “You’ve been at it all day. You should go home and rest now.”


    Ruby observed their interaction, feeling overlooked.


    “Brenna! Why are you ignoring me? I’ve been here all day,” Ruby said, her voice carrying a tone of reproach.


    Brenna nced at her briefly. “If you need to discuss something, just say it. I am busy and don’t have time for chitchat.”


    Her cold attitude made Ruby angry.


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    Back when Brenna had been living with the Barrett family, she had maintained a simr cold attitude. Ruby had assumed it was due to Brenna being upset about working for the Barrett family while receiving poor treatment.


    At that time, Ruby hadn’t been concerned by Brenna’s cold demeanor, interpreting it as her form of quiet resistance.


    But now, Ruby realized the truth. That cold demeanor wasn’t about dissatisfaction; it was a way of showing disdain. Brenna had been looking down on her all this time.


    This realization made Ruby furious. “Is this the way you speak to your mother? You should show me some respect!”


    Brenna met her gaze sharply. “What have you done that deserves my respect? Should I respect the way you hit and scolded me as a child, neglected to feed me, or used me for your own gain as I got older?”


    Her dismissive look, devoid of any intent for revenge, deeply wounded Ruby.


    “You!” Ruby struggled to find words to defend her past harsh actions toward Brenna.


    “Brenna…” Ruby’s tone eventually softened. She realized what she needed to do to get help from Brenna. “The harsh way I treated you was for your benefit. Would you be where you are today without that discipline?”


    Brenna let out a quietugh and said, “You really have no shame saying something like that, do you?”


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