Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 What Do You

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The July sun blazed mercilessly.

Brenna stood beneath the shade of a tree, waiting for her real family, the Harpers' car to arrive.

Half an hour had passed, but no one had come.

Just then, Brenna's phone suddenly vibrated with a friend request. A note accompanied it. "Hello, I'm Rosie Harper, your sister."

Brenna accepted the request without hesitation, and within seconds, she received a message from Rosie. "Hello, I'm Rosie, your sister. Mom, Dad, and our elder brothers are tied up with work today, so they want you to go to Flavor Restaurant first. They've arranged lunch for you there."

Doubt crept into Brenna's mind. Was this some kind of scam? Why send her to a restaurant instead of simply giving her the Harper family's address?

But not many people knew she was heading to the Harper residence today. Whoever this was had to be a member of the Harper family.

A weight settled in Brenna's chest. Her first day home, and they couldn't even bother to pick her up? That said enough about how little they valued her.

She doubted this family would be any better than the Barrett family.

Another message from Rosie popped up.

"Brenna, I'll be waiting for you."

Brenna responded with a single word, "Okay."

to get a taxi at this hour. With no other choice, Brenna

of the city's elite. Dining here meant dropping

crisp, cool air wrap around her, shielding her from the suffocating summer heat. Her lungs felt

one paid her any attention-except for a waitress who approached her with a

woman, pretty and probably in her early twenties. She wore a tailored red uniform, exuding professionalism. "Welcome, Miss. Are you Brenna

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me to meet them here. Could you tell me which room they're in?" Brenna's eyes scanned the space. No one seemed to be waiting for her, which meant the Harper family was likely in

room.

Brenna's casual outfit-a plain white T-shirt featuring a video game character, layered under an oversized striped shirt that draped past her frayed denim shorts. A worn baseball cap sat atop her head, partially hiding

features delicate yet striking. The bold blue lipstick added an edge

look.

effortlessly drawing attention from

for you here for over an hour but had to leave for something

chose the chair facing the door,

a glass of fresh orange juice. "Please enjoy. The food will

and thanked the waitress, though confusion lingered her mind. Wasn't the Harper family supposed to be

what the Harper family was

phone, she

here already. When

responded soon, "I'm in a meeting right now. Might take

me."

A meeting?

message. Weren't the Harpers supposed to live in a poor, remote village? If that were

noting the semi-private booths by the windows. The occupants were hidden from view, but the

the table was filled with beautifully

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