Chapter 4

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Chapter 4 What Do You

Think

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."

hour. With no other choice, Brenna

favorite haunt of the city's elite.

cool air wrap around her, shielding her from the

restaurant was quiet, nearly empty. No one paid her any attention-except for

woman, pretty and probably in her early twenties. She wore a

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eyes scanned the space. No one seemed to be waiting for her, which meant the Harper

room.

oversized striped shirt

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

look.

effortlessly drawing attention from nearby

me." The waitress gestured toward a table before continuing. "A woman from the Harper family waited for you here for over an hour but had to leave for something urgent. She'll be back shortly. She ordered for you, so please sit down. The dishes

facing the door, tossing her backpack onto the seat

fresh orange juice. "Please enjoy. The food will be out shortly,"

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

make sense of what

phone, she sent Rosie

already. When will

"I'm in a meeting right now. Might take a while.

me."

A meeting?

seeing the message. Weren't the Harpers supposed to live in a poor, remote village? If that were true, how was Rosie in a meeting? Could the information she had gotten about

The occupants were hidden from view, but the soft murmur of conversation trickled through the

and in moments, the table was filled with beautifully

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