Chapter 55

Chapter 55 I Don't Have

Time For Your Childish...

In the morning, Brenna came down the stairs with her backpack. Rosie and Ernst were at the table, already

done with breakfast. They seemed deep in conversation but went silent the moment they saw her.

Brenna only cast them a brief glance, then headed to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee.

"I've already arranged everything with the hospital. We're going now to check if you've had any cosmetic

surgery," Rosie said to Brenna firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Brenna took a slow sip of the coffee. The coffee was too bitter. Ignoring Rosie's words, she set the cup down

and gestured for the servant to bring some sugar.

"Did you hear me? I already made an appointment with the hospital. A friend of mine is a plastic surgeon, and

he'll check you," Rosie said, clearly annoyed.

Seeing Brenna's indifference, Ernst frowned. He said to Brenna, "What's with that attitude? Rosie's just trying to help. How can you just ignore her? That is so rude."

A smug look crossed Rosie's face. She was confident Ernst would take her side. He always did. She believed the thought that she was setting Brenna up never even crossed his mind.

To Ernst, she was the perfect sister-sweet, clever, and gentle. She had always been kind in his eyes.

hand, was everything Rosie wasn't in Ernst's eyes. She was

Brenna with a triumphant look. She waited, believing Brenna would have

Brenna scoffed. "You really think she is helping me? If I go, the hospital will

I've had

stupid. Rosie had set a trap, and she was

things

should I listen to you?" Brenna shot back without a second thought. "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma didn't agree to this. They only approved a DNA test. Now, just because I won't cooperate, you're calling me scared? You just want to accuse me of

breakfast and casually sent a

concern her.

Ernst. "Ernst, look at her! Is it so wrong to ask her to prove she hasn't had plastic surgery? If she really looks like Mom naturally, why not

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hospital, and if she refuses to go now,

her and kept her focus on

declared, "You're going to the

away with this. If you refuse, I will tell my

gaze unflinchingly. Then, she calmly finished her coffee and grabbed her backpack and phone to leave. "Go ahead. Let's see who will believe you. I'm busy. I don't have time for your

a disdainful look. "With your intelligence, how did you even become the

Harper Group?"

with an icy gaze. But for all his anger, there was nothing

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