Chapter 56

Chapter 56 Dalton Returns

Brenna spent het morning treating Vincent. By the afternoon, she was at the studio, finalizing the sale of her

cargo ship's nuclear power system design. She also evaluated drafts submitted by several designers for other clients. By the time she arrived home, night had already fallen.

Downstairs, Rosie sat in the living room with a man dressed in a white coat. The rest of the Harper family was

absent, likely occupied with their own affairs.

Brenna wasn't the least bit surprised. Each member of the Harper family had their own responsibilities, so it

was natural for them not to be home from time to time.

Rosie stormed up to Brenna, seething. "What have you been doing all day? I called and messaged you, but you

ignored me! Do you even realize how long the two of us have been waiting for you here?"

It was only then that Brenna fully noticed the man beside Rosie. He seemed to be in his early thirties, his face

mostly hidden behind a medical mask, with only a pair of deep eyes visible. From what little she could see, he

was quite handsome.

A name tag was pinned to his coat, displaying his photo and department details.

Hospital" rested at his feet. Brenna raised an eyebrow, finding the situation amusing. She said

his credentials? How long has he been

tag for a better look. It read:

she knew, a resident physician was barely above a fresh graduate. They had only just gained authority to diagnose and prescribe medication independently, and chances were,

such unimpressive credentials, he certainly was bold to come to the Harper

Brenna made her stance clear

dismissive attitude, stepped in front of her, blocking her path. "You're not going anywhere! He's my friend! He graduated with a

then turned to Hackett. "Come here; examine

series of sharp honks cut through the air. A sleek black luxury van

strikingly handsome, with sharp features and an effortless air of confidence. Carrying a stack

room.

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seen the Harper family's group photo before, so she recognized him immediately-he was Dalton, her second elder

always been the most indulgent

and never refusing her

over, her eyes locked onto the bags in his hands. Reaching

tell me you were returning? I would've gone to

Brenna, studying her composed

“You must be Brenna,"

expecting him to hand them over. "Dalton, you can

these past few days and couldn't return sooner. I apologize for

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