Chapter 598

Blocked in her own efforts, many turned their focus to Bran.

Bran was a natural at this game.

Having spent so much time in Griffith, Bran knew exactly who was genuine and who was a wolf in sheep's clothing. His only sister was no easy target; those flashy women thinking they could get close were sorely mistaken.

As the gatekeeper, Bran knew who to pull in, push away, or keep close. He managed it all effortlessly. In short, he was the only one fit to be her right-hand

man.

After the moth infestation, Stella realized just how much they needed someone like him.

When Bran received praise, he nearly cried. He'd finally found his own stage.

Before the handover of the supply ship was completed, Stella took the opportunity to rest at home, only to find out that Snowflake was pregnant again.

Cooper, quite proud of himself, came over looking for a reward.

Stella was used to it by now; the initial joy had long faded. Just like a grandmother who sees her grandchildren multiply, the novelty wears off over time.

One evening, Bran came over for dinner. "Sis, you're really treating me this time."

Stella wasn't stingy. Not only did she provide a hearty meal, but she also tossed him the keys to the Hummer. "When your brother-in-law and I aren't around, you can use it if there's an emergency."

But he shouldn't get too cocky. After all, his superiors had to walk unless there was a dire need for a vehicle.

Sure enough, the keys were like a magic potion, more exciting than ten free meals.

Bran drooled with excitement. "Thanks, sis! I always knew you were the best."

Seeing his content face, Stella thought that once things settled down, she might just give him a car of his own. That would really make his day.

Family is family; no need for formalities behind closed doors.

"Sis, the guy who died was new at the base. Without some inside help, he wouldn't have dared to poison the meds."

it had to be someone

if that stuff had actually gotten into

master's manipulation, Stella's reputation

dared to cross her. She could

got to take him out,"

different. Anyone at the top had

rashly might play right into the enemy's

one-shot kill strategy; otherwise, don't even

it.

Griffith base. She was now playing chess, not smashing

learned her lesson. She needed

lose composure was destined

a rush. She was

promoted, reaching the rank

envy was useless against such

Major. In Griffith, they were celebrated as

with Bran around, even dirt

salvaged, the special salvage team moved on

and with only a handful of

they set off, Stella and Jasper were called

during the moth crisis had been

on merit, but their rapid rise had stirred

higher you climb, the colder it gets. Whatever

Jasper's cool head but worried about his

years back, she would have

more measured. Nicholas was just a stepping stone on

he was nothing without his troops.

wasn't concerned for herself, but

at home. Just

Jasper gave Rosie a few words

and the couple, reluctant

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