Chapter 248 She Wants Me Dead

"Mom, I'll keep an eye on Rosie." Brenna locked eyes with Giselle, her gaze unwavering. "With my finance background, tracking her assets is easy for me. Don't worry; financial warfare happens to be my forte."

Without a word, Ernst strode out of the room, giving Brenna and Giselle a curt nod before making his way up

the stairs.

Brenna retreated to her bedroom, her steps measured.

As she neared her door, Rosie's door creaked open. Seated in her wheelchair, Rosie glared at Brenna, with

Rachael standing behind her.

"Just answer me," Rosie said, her voice laced with accusation. "Did you tamper with my car?"

Brenna tilted her head slightly, her icy gaze falling on Rosie. "Did you enjoy the results?" she asked.

That frigid tone sucked the air from Rosie's lungs, freezing her smirk in mid- curve. The unspoken truth hung

thick between them-Brenna had done it.

Brenna's cold stare, brimming with the promise of something far worse, sent a shudder rippling through

Rosie's body.

"You..." For a moment, Rosie didn't know what to say. Fear strangled the rest of her indignation. She had not

expected this from Brenna.

Brenna had all but confessed, and yet there wasn't a trace of guilt or hesitation in her expression, just the glint

of cold satisfaction.

caught

hired goons come after me?

Were you expecting me to do nothing after you tried to harm

do you think of my countermove?

laced with danger. "Try me again, and I won't hesitate

shot at Rachael was a

difficult for Brenna, suddenly found herself unable to

gaze.

beneath her fear,

walked to her room and shut the door behind

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wheeled Rosie into her room and finally found her tongue.

like leaves in a storm. "She nearly got me killed last time. But she feels no guilt over the matter. I can even feel

to Rachael. "Do you think I shouldn't have come back? What if

try to kill

thought-she understood the dark secrets of the wealthy. Taking out a young woman like Rosie would

the Harper family had crossed. Rachael

the dark about

hers for to

openly against you.

them further," Rachael suggested.

clashed with her resentment. She had schemed to humiliate Brenna and win Ethan back before. But now, Brenna's lethal glare

slept well past eleven before asking the chef to pack

to Ellie's place. Patrick answered the door in his pajamas, cookie crumbs dusting

your

in dreamland, telling me to prepare food for myself. Back in Norview, she always let me cook and complained that my cooking was giving her malnutrition! But I only know how to make a

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