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    From her seat, Brenna watched the scene quietly. But in the next moment, Julissa caught her gaze and pulled her into the spotlight.


    Looking directly at Brenna, Julissa asked, “Miss Harper, you’re Ethan’s girlfriend, aren’t you? Please, tell everyone—did Elsa try to break you and Ethan up?”


    A wave of dread washed over Elsa. She had caused trouble for Brenna many times before. Would Brenna betray her now, siding with Julissa in front of everyone?


    Brenna’s phone was left on the table.


    Lilith immediately sensed the shift in the atmosphere. Grabbing Brenna’s phone, she didn’t hesitate to speak to Ethan, who was still on the other end of the line. “Mr. Mitchell, you need to get here now. Things are getting out of hand, and your girlfriend has been dragged into this mess.”


    Ethan quickly responded, “Text me the address. I’ll be there soon.”


    Without wasting any time, Lilith sent him the location.


    Ethan grabbed Neville on the way out. Inside the elevator, he called Kenny. This time, Kenny actually answered the call.


    After exining the situation, Ethan said, “It’s time for you to face the consequences of your actions. You caused this mess, so you need to deal with it. Don’t expect Mom or me to clean it up for you.”


    Kenny snapped back in protest, “Why are you ming me for everything? I didn’t do anything! Mom’s the one who started this whole thing. I’m not going there.”


    Before Ethan could respond, Kenny ended the call.


    Ethan soon sent him a voice message: “If you don’t show up, I’ll pin all the me on you.”


    Kenny nearly hurled his phone across the room after hearing the message. His rage boiled over as he called Ethan back, his teeth clenched. “Fine. Send me the address.”


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    Back at the restaurant, tension filled the air as Julissa urged Brenna to speak. “Miss Harper, speak up! Tell everyone how Elsa forced you to break up with Ethan and how she schemed to nt my daughter in the Mitchell Group to get close to him.”


    Elsa’s gaze was razor-sharp as she looked at Brenna, her expression threatening. If Brenna dared to expose her, Elsa would make sure Ethan never married her.


    “Miss Harper,” Elsa said coldly, “you’ll want to keep your story straight.” It was clearly a threat.


    Brenna could hardly stomach Elsa’s tone. It wasn’t just the arrogance; it was the audacity of someone who could bully others without remorse and then turn around to smear those she had wronged.


    Brenna wouldn’t let Elsa get her way.


    “I did run into Mrs. Mitchell and Miss Davies that day in Ethan’s office,” Brenna said, her voiceposed. “But I left right after. What Mrs. Mitchell told Ethan, I don’t know. What I do know is that not long after, Miss Davies started working at the Mitchell Group, in the secretarial department.”


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