Chapter 63

Chapter 63 What Were You Doing So Secretly In My...

Rosie had a realization. Brenna had been wary of her intentions from the start. It was unlikely that the new laptop held any competition drafts.

Could Brenna's extensive design portfolio really be stored on that bulky laptop?

Uncertain, Rosie decided she needed to verify this by checking Brenna's bulky laptop at home. She intended to transfer all the design drafts onto her own device for a thorough review later.

She hurried back home. When she arrived, Rachael was in the kitchen, managing the day's meals.

Rosie paused at the kitchen entrance to glance at Rachael, then continued upstairs.

Rachael instructed the cooks, "Make sure the meals are easy to chew for Luther and Tessa. They are getting old."

The kitchen staff nodded their understanding.

Rachael picked up a plate of freshly sliced fruits and headed to the third floor, entering Rosie's room with it.

"Ms. Harper, welcome back. What would you like for lunch? I can have it made for you," Rachael said, handing the plate to Rosie.

The plate was adorned with cherries and blueberries. Rosie gracefully selected a cherry, nibbled on it, and then said, "Anything will do. Has Brenna come back yet?"

Rachael paused to think, then answered, "No, she hasn't. I have been here all morning and didn't see her return. I recall she left earlier with Mr. Dalton Harper for an art exhibition. He mentioned they wouldn't be returning for lunch, so there was no need to prepare anything for them. Is there something you need?"

Rosie's eyes lit up briefly. They weren't returning for lunch? That suited her plans perfectly.

It was common for the Harper family to leave in the morning and not return until the evening.

a slight smile, Rosie said, "Nothing.

nodded and

the third floor, peeking into rooms and

Brenna's room. After ensuring both the bedroom and bathroom were empty, she settled at

the computer only had a handful of design-related folders on the desktop, with

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files. She

purpose.

not to be Brenna's designs, suspicions of draft

Rosie, her nerves on edge

locked the door, so even if Brenna returned, she wouldn't be able

as quietly as a shadow, silently appeared behind Rosie, watching as her design drafts were copied onto the

however, were merely decoys from past

of relief, removed the USB, shut down the computer, and

"Ah-"

with Brenna. Startled, she dropped the USB, her

she bent down

check; Brenna hadn't been there. "Where did you come

you get back?"

Brenna, clutching

move.

in her path to

my room; do I have to inform you when I come

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