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    But once she took her hand away, the pain disappeared without a trace. It was so strange; it felt unreal.


    Rosie rushed toward Maxley and wrapped an arm around him to keep him steady. Worry clouded her face. “Sweetheart, are you alright? Should we take you to the hospital?”


    Though Maxley was slowly regaining his strength, he was still shaking inside. He gave a faint shake of his head and looked at Brenna like she was a demon. “No. I’m okay now.”


    Rosie shot Brenna a hateful re. “I’ve already left the stage. Why are you still standing there? What else do you want from us?”


    Thiago stood next to Brenna, one hand slipped casually into his pocket. From the opposite side, Ellie and Patrick walked toward them. The four of them ended up standing in a row, and not one of them hid the anger in their eyes as they stared at Rosie.


    “Patrick couldn’t help but say, ‘You really had the nerve to sabotage Dalton’s concert! You’re despicable! Don’t think Brenna will just let this go!''”


    “Let’s go.” Brenna didn’t want to teach Rosie a lesson here. She needed to take her somewhere else.


    Rosie locked eyes with Brenna, and Brenna’s gaze was cold.


    “What more do you want? Everything’s over now. I’m not going to stir up trouble anymore. So, what else are you trying to get from me?” Rosie and Maxley instinctively took a step back, only to realize their way was blocked. The concert’s security team stood behind them, along with Tommy and Joe.


    There was no way out for them.


    Tommy and Joe hadn’t forgotten what had happened before. Back during that deadly incident in Plieca, Rosie and Maxley had nearly gotten them both killed.


    Now, the resentment came flooding back. Without hesitation, both men shoved Rosie and Maxley forward and said, “Quit wasting time. Keep moving!”


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    Thiago reached out and took Ellie’s hand with his left, then took Patrick’s with his right. His expression softened as he looked at them. “You two go on and enjoy the rest of the concert. I’lle back once I’m done.”


    Ellie gave a silent nod, then led Patrick back to their seats. In her mind, it didn’t seem right for Patrick to witness Thiago getting physical with someone. It would set the wrong kind of example for Patrick.


    Outside the stadium, Brenna didn’t waste a second. Shended a string of harsh, stinging ps across Rosie’s face.


    Rosie’s skin red up almost instantly. Her cheeks ballooned with swelling, and blood trickled from her lips.


    She gently touched her face, stunned by the force of the blows, then looked at Brenna through a film of tears. She had known Brenna might strike her, but she had expected it to happen in private, somewhere far from the eyes of the public. What she also hadn’t anticipated was that Brenna hit her the moment they stepped outside, without giving her a moment to react.


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