Chapter 15

Chapter 15 She'Has To

Take Them From Brenna

Brenna paid no mind to Rachael's incessant chatter and carried her newly delivered clothes into the bedroom.

Luca and Selene, just as uninterested in entertaining Rachael's presence, shut the door in front of Rachael with little regard, the door nearly hitting her in the face.

As Brenna changed her clothes, Luca and Selene busied themselves organizing the clothing racks inside the

walk-in closet.

The space was massive-easily over fifty square meters-and even after neatly hanging up the luxury garments, the closet still looked half-empty.

Meanwhile, outside, Rachael stomped her foot as she angrily typed a message to Rosie, updating her on the

situation.

She then muttered, "She ordered a ridiculous amount of expensive clothes! I can't wait to see how she plans to pay for them!"

She then went downstairs and stationed herself in the living room, smugly waiting for Luca and Selene to come down. Soon enough, they exited the elevator, wheeling out the empty clothing racks. Rachael snorted, convinced they would soon come to her, begging for the bill to be settled.

But to her surprise, neither of them stopped to speak with anyone from the Harper family. They just went straight for the door and left.

Confused, she hurried after them, calling from the steps, "Aren't you going to ask for the money for the clothes?" Luca and Selene didn't spare Rachael a glance. Without a word, they loaded the racks into the MPV and drove

off.

the doctor's office, she finally checked her ph e. As she scrolled through the messages, she clicked on the pictures Rachael had sent. She gawped in

clothes in those photos... They weren't just expensive. They were

tried to secure them two months ago, but even with her connections, she was told they were unavailable. Yet somehow,

was trembling with

be happening. She had to

flung open the car door and got inside,

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she had no

antidesetor Bordering on coldness Still she refused to let it affect her composure. Having never known the warmth of a real family in the Barrett household, she held onto a sliver

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but she wasn't ready to write them off just yet. At exactly six o'clock, she came downstairs to the first-floor

through her phone while she waited, replying to

the first to return. Brenna barely looked up before going

Brenna Brenna lounged on the leather sofa, her smooth skin illuminated under the soft lighting. Her long, tea-colored curls, streaked with blue highlights, cascaded over her shoulders. She wore a beige floral dress that looked somewhat out of

captivating even without makeup. Sitting there in quiet composure, she looked like she had stepped straight out of

strode over and scoffed, "Didn't you see me walk in? Why

Rosie's ankle-wrapped in thick bandages. She had seen Rosie walking just fine earlier. She didn't

had been putting on an act for Ethan back at the restaurant. I only hear a stupid donkey braying." Brenna said coldly,

It was eight past six in the evening. Her grandparents

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