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    From her hospital room, Jade watched as Ethan’s car drove away. A cial chill crept into her eyes. Just then, Rosie walked into the room, pausing beside Jade and following her gaze to the retreating car. “Miss Hewitt, I underestimated Brenna’s car and her racing skills,” Rosie admitted, guilt creeping into her voice. “I apologize for what happened. If my leg were fully healed, I would have handled her myself.”


    Jade spun around, fury igniting. Without warning, she pped Rosie hard across the face. “I told you to mess with Brenna! Why are you failing to cause trouble for her? You’re useless!”


    Rosie instinctively clutched her face, silencing her words. She knew Jade’s temper—one wrong word could lead to a beating. A p, byparison, felt mild.


    “I’m really sorry,” Rosie murmured.


    Jade pped her again, the sting reverberating. “That’s pointless! You can’t even handle this small task, and you expect me to help you get Harper Group shares?”


    Rosie felt a knot of frustration. She hadn’t known how skilled Brenna was, nor that Jade was no match for her. Why was Jade ming her for her own failures?


    But on her own, she couldn’t get more Harper Group shares. She needed Jade. Gritting her teeth, she knelt.


    “It’s all my fault,” Rosie said, her voice trembling. “Punish me as you see fit, Miss Hewitt. Hit me—do whatever you want. Just don’t abandon me. Please!”


    Jade turned her head, sneering. “You couldn’t even drug her. A child could do better than you.”


    Rosie’s voice lowered, desperation seeping through. “You don’t understand. Brenna has medical training; she can smell drugs in food. I tried, but she saw through it. Now, I don’t even know if she’ll retaliate. Miss Hewitt, please give me another chance. I’ll find a way to get rid of her.”


    Jade’s eyes flicked away with disdain. “Enough,” she snapped. “Get up. Your groveling makes me look bad.”


    Rosie’s submission had pleased Jade. Seeing a Harper on her knees was satisfying. “Serve me well, and I’ll help you secure more shares.”


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    “Thank you, Miss Hewitt.” Rosie felt a glimmer of hope again.


    Jade walked to the bed and sat down. “The Russell family’s matriarch’s 80th birthday is soon. Brenna will be there. You’d better attend, too. We’ll do something then.”


    Rosie looked at Jade, her curiosity piqued. “What’s your n, Miss Hewitt?”


    Jadeughed lightly. “It’s not finalized yet. Stay close to Brenna; don’t make her suspicious. I’ll need your help to deal with her then. So don’t provoke her yet.”


    Rosie’s expression mirrored Jade’s hardening one as she spoke. “I don’t understand. Ethan used to treat you with such kindness, like a genuine friend. You even saved him once. And now, he speaks to you like that? It’s outrageous.”


    Jade’s coldugh was sharp with contained fury. “This is all because of Brenna. Ethan likes her so much. What does Ethan even see in her? Aren’t men supposed to be intimidated by women who are more aplished than they are? By all logic, he shouldn’t be interested in her. It’s infuriatingly baffling.”


    Rosie attempted to calm her agitation. “No one remains vignt indefinitely, not even Brenna. Her defenses will eventually lower. We just need to observe carefully and seize the opportunity when it arises.”


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