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Alec lingered a moment longer, his eyes darting one last tto the wardrobe before following Ruby out.
Brenna leaned closer to Joann, her voice gentle. “Joann, it's risky keeping the money stashed in your wardrobe.
You might want to find a safer spot.”
Joann pulled out the cash and pressed it into Brenna’s hands. “You've always had a good heart. Even after
everything the Barrett family put you through, you're still kind to them. Anyone else would have taken revenge
on them long ago. Please, take this back. | have enough saved up for myself.”
As she spoke, Joann slipped the money into Brenna’s bag. “If | keep the money here, those two will sniff it out
eventually.”
Brenna nodded, her gaze soft. “Alright. I'll cby often. Take care of yourself.”
Gracie arrived at Ethan’s house just as Elsa returned home.
“Finally, my mom's out of the hospital. I've been running back and forth for days, and it's wornout. | could
barely get anyone at hto lift a finger and help me,” Elsa said, fatigue evident in every step.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBefore Gracie could respond, her phone buzzed. She checked the screen and recognized the number
immediately. It was that relentless buyer pestering her about buying the Mitchell Group shares.
“I've already told you, I'm not selling. Stop calling,” she said, her tone sharp as she answered the call.
“Miss Wilson, | can offer you sixty billion. Imagine how much easier your life would be with that money: your
debts will be gone, and you'll have more than enough left over to live in comfort.”
“No. I'm keeping my shares,” Gracie answered without hesitation, ending the call and dropping her phone into
her handbag.
When she did that, her fingers brushed against something unexpected—cold, hard, and metallic. Startled, she
paused. She knew for a fact she hadn't placed anything like that in her bag.
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When she withdrew her hand, she was shocked to see blood on it.
Panic set in. She checked for cuts but found none, then quickly searched through her bag. At the bottom sat a
bloody knife, and beside it, a note. The message was short and chilling: “Pay up, or pay with your life.”
All the color drained from Gracie’s face. She'd barely left the office all day, and her bag had never left her side.
How could anyone have slipped something into her bag without her noticing?
She was terrified.
Her gaze landed on the doorway, where a man in a black hooded jacket leaned against the frame, a cigarette
dangling from his lips. He offered her a sinister grin, then turned and walked away without a word.
Her knees nearly buckled beneath her. She thought she'd left threats like this behind after leaving Norview and
settling her father’s business. Now, those nightmares had followed her here.
She had finally found comfort in her current life, and the thought of giving up her shares just to erase old debts
held no appeal. If she sold the shares to settle what she owed, Ethan would eventually discover the truth, and
that meant she'd have to leave his side. She could not bear that; Ethan was all she had now.
There was no way she would let that happen.
Despite her racing pulse, she still didn’t want to sell the shares.
Meanwhile, Elsa collapsed onto the living room couch, grateful as a servant set a glass of water on the table for
her.
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