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.

audacity caught Rosie off

resolve like steel. "Didn't your hired goons come

back? Were you expecting me to do

think of my

"Try

at Rachael was

who had meant to make things difficult for

gaze.

her fear, resentment

room and shut the door

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room and finally found her tongue. “Brenna

a storm. "She nearly got me killed last time. But she feels no

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

try to kill

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

its share of enemies. There must have been people the Harper family had crossed. Rachael believed the Harpers must have ways

the dark

hers for to

least the Harpers won't act openly against you. you need to keep a low profile-don't

them further," Rachael suggested.

Ethan back

Brenna slept well past eleven before asking the

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

your mom?" Brenna

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

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