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    Two guards moved quickly, grabbing Rosie and dragging her out without a hint of respect.


    Rosie’s first thought was that she couldn’t lose her chance to be Maxley’s wife.


    “Your Highness, you promised me you would make me your wife!” she eximed.


    The people around her only shook their heads when they heard her words. Some stared at her coldly, making sure to remember her face so they could avoid her in any future business dealings.


    Still seething after being thrown out, Rosie cursed in Brenna’s direction for what felt like an eternity before her fury finally subsided.


    After thinking carefully, she realized Brenna had ruined her carefully crafted n. And she couldn’t let Brenna get away with it.


    Grabbing her phone, she quickly dialed Jade’s number.


    But the call went unanswered.


    Rosie’s frustration boiled over.


    “What the hell is going on? Disappearing at the worst possible moment? Answer the damn phone!”


    She finally gave up after trying several times with the same frustrating result. She knew where Jade lived in Plieca and decided to go and see her.


    Now that she had thoroughly offended Brenna, the situation had spiraled out of control. If Brenna made it back to Vand, Rosie knew without a doubt she would no longer be able to remain in the Harper family.


    Therefore, she believed she had to kill Brenna here.


    If she had managed to be Maxley’s wife, she could have proudly paraded around the Harper family for some time. But now, Maxley had abandoned her, and she had also made an enemy of Brenna, leaving her with no option but to live a pitiable life.


    She refused to ept such a fate.


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    Determined, she hailed a taxi and headed straight for Jade’s residence. To Rosie’s surprise, there were more bodyguards than usual stationed outside. All of them wore stern expressions, their postures tense as if something serious had happened.


    Rosie tried to speak to the stone-faced guards, but they ignored her. When she attempted to force her way in, the bodyguards blocked her path and pushed her back.


    “Miss Hewitt, it’s me, Rosie. I have information about Brenna!” Rosie shouted, hoping to get Jade’s attention.


    Right now, Jade was her only hope of dealing with Brenna.


    She shouted for what felt like ages, but Jade never appeared. Refusing to back down, she continued yelling.


    At longst, a middle-aged man stepped out of the house.


    “Miss Hewitt is already dead. You should leave.”


    Rosie froze.


    “What?”


    The thought of losing her only ally sent a wave of disbelief crashing over her.


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