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    The situation felt like a vice grip around her heart. Corrie held her best friend hostage, leaving her torn between loyalty and the knowledge that her actions would wound Brook.


    After pondering for a long time, Jennie muttered to herself, “How can I avoid hurting Brook and my best friend?”


    But solutions eluded her like smoke through fingers. Each tick of the clock brought the dreaded meeting time closer, her pulse quickening with every passing moment.


    The sound of the front door opening shattered her spiral of thoughts.


    Brook’s presence filled the doorway, his eyes immediately catching her hunched posture. Understanding flickered across his face as he approached. “Something’s troubling you. I can see it in your eyes.”


    Startled by his unexpected appearance, Jennie straightened, stering on a forced smile. “What brings you home so early? I thought you’d be at the office.”


    “Got a business triping up,” Brook exined. “Just needed to grab some things for a few days away.”


    “You’re leaving?” Jennie’s voice caught slightly. “For several days?”


    Brook nodded, gesturing toward their bedroom. “Want to help me pack?”


    Jennie’s throat tightened with unspoken words. How could she exin Corrie’s threats? The knowledge of Camille’s closeness to Brook only added anotheryer of difort to her alreadyplicated feelings.


    As Brook disappeared into the walk-in closet, Jennie’s gaze followed him, her mind racing. After a moment’s hesitation, she rose to help him pack.


    “Are you sure you’re alright?” Brook’s voice was tinged with worry as he studied her paleplexion. “You don’t look well.”


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    “What? My face is perfectly fine!” Jennie’s words tumbled out defensively, her heart racing at his observation.


    Brook’s fingers found her cheeks, yfully stretching them into an artificial smile. The gentle gesture contrasted with the storm brewing inside her.


    “You can’t hide it; something’s dimmed your light,” he said softly.


    Scrambling for cover, Jennie manufactured a half-truth. “I guess I’m just down about your trip. That’s all.”


    A warm chuckle escaped Brook’s lips. “Missing me already? Say the word, and I’ll bring you along—keep the loneliness at bay.”


    “Thanks, but I’d only get in your way,” Jennie mumbled, her lower lip protruding slightly.


    “Then I’ll stay,” Brook dered. “Work can wait.”


    “Absolutely not!” The force of Jennie’s response surprised even her. “You’re in charge now. Thepany needs you. How can you pay everyone if you start cking off?”


    “Jayden could handle things.”


    Jennie shook her head firmly. “But you said he’s stepped back from Owen Group. This is your dream—making thepany thrive. It’s in your hands now.”


    Stroking his chin thoughtfully, Brook studied her. “True enough. But are you certain you’ll be alright without me?”


    Jennie forced her lips into a smile and nodded, busying herself with the remaining packing.


    Once the suitcase was closed, she ventured, “When are you heading out?”


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