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Brenna only mustered a faint look of concern. She didn’t really care about Tessa that much.
That night, under the cloak of darkness, the relatives bound for Plieca boarded a flight at half past eleven,
leaving Dalton and Brenna alone in the quiet house.
Dalton, weighed down by his own somber thoughts, spoke little of Rosie before departing the next day to resume
his filming.
When Brenna was at work, her phone buzzed with a message from Isabella, accompanied by a series of photos.
The photos captured Ruby, weathered and worn, sifting through refuse bins, gathering scraps of cardboard,
plastic bottles, and milk cartons to fill her tattered woven bag.
Other photos showed Ruby at the market, asking vendors for discarded vegetables.
Isabella’s message said, “My father passed away a few days ago. | saw him before the end—gaunt, frail, a mere
shadow of the man he once was, his back marred by bedsores. Now, my mother is alone, scavenging to get by.
Mack's fallen deep into drugs, unrecognizable and desperate. He can't afford rent and has moved in with my
mother. They've askedfor money, but I refused.”
Brenna responded, “I see.”
Though her reply was brief, Isabella knew Brenna’s disdain for the Barrett family ran deep, bordering on loathing.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe more wretched their circumstances, the more it secretly delighted Brenna.
Isabella sent another message. “I'll keep you posted if anything else comes up.”
Brenna studied the photos again and again, her gaze lingering on Ruby’s graying hair and timeworn face. Ruby
was clad in clothes from two years ago; though their style looked decent, they were old and dirty.
Lately, Brenna’s schedule had been relentless. With the animation stujust getting off the ground, there was a
never-ending stream of decisions to approve and projects to oversee, even if she didn’t have to do everything
herself.
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She’d been working late nights all week, making sure the new hires settled in and that operations ran smoothly.
Today, by the tshe finally clocked out, it was already eight in the evening. As she stepped into the elevator,
she spotted Ethan holding a cup of juice and a cup of lemon water.
“Burning the midnight oil, too?” Brenna joked, eyeing Ethan's drinks; they didn’t exactly scream “overtime.”
Ethan grinned. “Yeah. Dorsey died in
a car accident recently, so the
Chapman Group deal fell through,
After a few meetings. (w sErdpped
the Parink 2hip with Waldo and
switched to the supplier you
suggested. Their stuff is just as good,
and we're saving a fortune. Most of
my tlately has gone into making
sure the transition goes smoothly.”
Brenna accepted the juice from him,
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Ethan sipped his lemon water, a
small smile on his face as he
watched her. “How' ts mitary 1)
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tone warm and casual. Brenna shot
him a sideways look. Technically, he
shouldn't be asking about classified
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