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Lilith was also notpletely convinced. It was hard to believe anyone could be that talented.
She said, “Maybe. With the Harper Group’s resources and connections, it wouldn’t be impossible.”
Greta nodded enthusiastically. “Exactly. From what she said in her lectures, she has been working for about five years and has a master’s degree. That means she must have graduated at eighteen. Come on, that’s unbelievable. I think she is just the product of the Harper family’s carefully crafted image.”
Her voice lowered, her words dripping with doubt as she shared her thoughts with Lilith. “I heard her adoptive parents im she never even finished elementary school. I think there’s some truth to that. Brenna’s current image must have been crafted by the Harper family. Think about it. Everyone in the Harper family is exceptional. The second child is a top-tier celebrity, the eldest graduated from a world-renowned business school, and even Mrs. Harper is a university professor. If—
“They had a daughter who never made it past elementary school—that’d be a huge hit to their reputation.”
“You are talking nonsense!” A sharp voice suddenly cut through the air, startling Greta.
She spun around to see a strikingly handsome little boy, looking about six, standing beside a well-dressed man in a suit.
The man’s eyes were cold and unfriendly as they locked onto her.
Thiago wiped his hands with a napkin before speaking. “If you have any questions about Brenna, you should ask her directly. Don’t go gossiping behind her back. She is truly talented.”
Lilith retorted, “Eavesdropping on people isn’t exactly polite.”
With a dismissive snort, she added, “Oh, now I remember. You are Brenna’s studio partner. Of course, you would defend her.”
Thiago reached into his jacket pocket, pulled out a business card, and handed it to Lilith. “It’s better not to speak so carelessly in the future.”
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Lilith nced at the card, then back at him. “Thiago Moreno? I’ll remember you.”
Seeing her like this, Thiago let out a small sigh and exined, “It’s true that Brenna didn’t finish elementary school. When she was living with the Barrett family, she started sketching design ideas at home after fourth grade. She taught herself the material for middle and high school. She is truly smart and managed to get into a top university abroad.”
“Indeed, Greta. Miss Harper’s sess isn’t solely due to her family’s support,” a young and handsome man suddenly said.
Greta turned toward the speaker. It was Phillip Robles, the renowned academic talent from Laguna Bay University. She had always admired him. He was a person who could have joined a prestigiouspany but instead chose to work at Brenna’s studio. She didn’t understand him.
She quickly greeted Phillip.
Phillip’s lips curved into a faint smile as he continued, “Spend more time around Miss Harper, and you will realize she’s far more than just a gifted automobile designer.”
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