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    Brenna sensed Isabe’s eagerness, almost as if she was rooting for her to lose to Minna.


    “It’s true, Ethan’s mother favors Minna. But Ethan doesn’t share her preference,” Brenna stated candidly.


    Isabe didn’t believe her. “You seem awfully sure of yourself. How can you be certain Mr. Mitchell isn’t interested in her? Did he tell you himself? What if he follows his mother’s wishes and marries Minna in the future?”


    Ruby, mindful of their visit’s true purpose, noticed Isabe’s words veering off track. She discreetly pinched her under the table. “What are you going on about? Brenna is stunning and a Harper by birth. If I were Mr. Mitchell’s mother, I would see Brenna as the far better choice for Ethan.”


    Isabe shot back, her tone sharp, “Mom, what do you know about the matter? That woman was personally chosen by Mr. Mitchell’s mother. Mr. Mitchell’s mother has already made it clear she doesn’t want Brenna to be with her son.”


    Ruby nced at Brenna, baffled as to why Ethan’s mother would reject such an ideal daughter-inw. After all, Brenna was not only breathtaking but also aplished.


    She quickly thought of a reason and said, “Brenna, hear me out—you need to change your demeanor. You oftene across as too cold. If you could be warmer, maybe try harder to win over your future mother-inw, she might change her mind and ept you.”


    Brenna gave a faint smile, not agreeing with Ruby’s suggestion. Why would she change herself to tter others?


    With her current status and capabilities, she saw no need to curry favor with anyone.


    If Ethan couldn’t ept that, she was willing to break up with him.


    Marriage wasn’t a necessity in her eyes.


    Isabe, annoyed, snapped, “Mom, why do you care about her so much? Do you think you’re her real mother now?”


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    Ruby’s eyes narrowed as she red at Isabe. “Quiet! What’s that supposed to mean? I’ve raised Brenna for years; she’s like a daughter to me. Of course, I care about her.”


    If Brenna didn’t already know Ruby’s true nature, she might have been moved by her.


    But she was well aware of Ruby’s hypocrisy.


    Ruby continued speaking, urging Brenna to soften her edges and be more amodating.


    “Listen to me, dear. If you want asting rtionship with Mr. Mitchell, you can’t afford to offend his mother. Why not invite her to dinner, visit their home with Ethan, and make peace with her? Cook her a meal and say something kind.”


    Brenna, poised and unruffled, kept eating, her expression cool.


    “Don’t listen to her, Brenna! She’s trying to harm you!” Alec’s voice cut in abruptly as he appeared beside her.


    Brenna turned, recognizing the figure she had glimpsed earlier upon arriving. It was actually Alec.


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