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    Brenna raised her eyebrows, genuinely surprised. “Your brother seemed like a principled soldier to me; I didn’t peg him as someone who’d bend so easily to his mother’s demands.”


    Laughing gently, she couldn’t help teasing Ethan, “I always imagined someone like you—born into wealth, raised by influential parents—would’ve been pampered in your family. It never crossed my mind you’d spent your whole life battling your mother’s controlling ways. You’re quite something.”


    Even Ethan had to admit his life was a mess of absurd drama. “I absolutely hate it when people try to dictate my decisions or force me onto a path I don’t want to choose. So, when my mother tried meddling in our rtionship, I stood my ground. I would rather risk destroying my older brother’s carefully nned future than sacrifice my own happiness.”


    He carefully recounted to Brenna exactly how the negotiation with his parents earlier had unfolded, closely watching her reaction, unsure if she’d think he had been too harsh.


    Fortunately, Brenna was a rational person; otherwise, she wouldn’t have gone against the Barrett family.


    “You did the right thing. I’m always on your side,” she said.


    Warmth bloomed in Ethan’s chest at her unwavering support. Besides his grandmother, Brenna was the only one who truly understood him.


    They chatted for a while about their childhoods before Brenna shifted the conversation. “Have you considered what you’ll do moving forward? Can your rtionship with your parents really stay strained like this forever?”


    “If they learn their lesson and stop interfering in my life, I’m open to peaceful interaction. But I won’t get too close to them, or they might think I’ve forgiven their behavior.”


    Meanwhile, outside Brenna’s office, Greta found herself unable to concentrate, constantly ncing toward the office. Ethan had spent a considerable amount of time in there already; she needed to seize this opportunity to catch his eye. She nced at Lorna, who was sitting and ying with her phone, not even considering bringing coffee to Ethan and Brenna.


    Greta made her way into the break room without Lorna noticing. She prepared some coffee and poked around for fruit. She came across a few tangerines, a dragon fruit, and a cantaloupe tucked in the corner.


    Efficiently, she peeled, cut, and neatly arranged them into a tter. Then, she brought the coffee and fruit to Brenna’s office. Pausing at the doorway, she deliberately adjusted her blouse, undoing a button and carefully checking to ensure it was revealing enough.


    Satisfied, she knocked and called out, “Brenna.” Then, she entered the office.


    Inside, Ethan’s hand enveloped Brenna’sfortably, her head resting against him as theyughed together. Brenna looked happier and more rxed than Greta had ever seen.


    When Greta entered, Brenna and Ethan naturally separated. Brenna assumed it was Lorna bringing something in, or perhaps Tommy or Joeing in to have her sign some documents.


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