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    She saw it clearly now. Every one of them wore a mask of fake concern in front of her. Ableson and Shepard even had the nerve to say they were preparing her wedding gift and that she coulde to them if she faced trouble. The hypocrisy made her stomach turn.


    Disappointment washed over her. These people were nothing but leeches, feeding off her without a shred of shame.


    Even Luther, who had spent years professing how much he adored her, had taken her father’s shares to win favors from others. They were all liars. Everyst one of them!


    Rosie could not hold it back anymore. She let loose and hurled every bitter thought she had been holding inside.


    The Harper men stayed silent. Brenna did not say a word either. She had already stirred enough anger in Rosie and decided to just watch her explode.


    It was Giselle and Lenora who finally couldn’t hold back anymore. They could not take the usations and started arguing back.


    That night, Rosie packed her things and moved out of the Harper mansion. She settled into her own 200-square-meter luxury apartment. Rachael went there with her, refusing to leave her side.


    Rosie’s heart ached with betrayal. She hated every member of the Harper family, especially Luther, the man who had imed for years that he cherished her.


    The next morning, every male shareholder of the Harper Group received a summons from the Shirie City court.


    In her rage, Rosie had sued all the men in the Harper family.


    Word of the Harper family’s troubles spread like wildfire through Shirie’s high society. But that didn’t affect the Harper Group at all.


    Meanwhile, Brenna was busy hunting for a new office.


    Tommy and Joe had brought in a flood of new employees. Their current space was bursting at the seams.


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    On Tuesday evening, Ethan took Brenna out to dinner.


    Wanting the night to be special, Ethan had turned to Neville for advice. Neville, with a grin, suggested they visit a couples’ restaurant and even rmended a few of the best ones in the city. Following Neville’s advice, Ethan finally chose a spot.


    “Do you like it here?” Ethan asked Brenna. He was not used to ces like this. Most of his meals were at high-end restaurants, the kind reserved for business deals and formal banquets.


    This restaurant was different. It catered to mid-to-low-ie diners, with affordable prices and a simple, cozy atmosphere.


    It was not the kind of ce Ethan usually went to.


    Brenna took her time looking around. Each booth was separated by curtains or partitions, giving the couples a sense of privacy. Candles flickered softly on the tables, bathing everything in a warm, golden glow. The setting eased the tension in her shoulders. She wasn’t used to it either. She had never been in a rtionship before, and ces like this felt almost foreign to her.


    ncing to the side, she caught sight of a couple in the next booth, kissing. Heat rushed to her cheeks, and she whipped her head back toward Ethan, trying to hide her embarrassment.


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