Chapter 845:
In the afternoon, after work, Brenna brought the prosthetic she had received straight to Ableson’s residence.
Ableson and Shepard lived in the supscale neighborhood, their homes just a short distance apart.
As Brenna pulled up, she spotted Rosie emerging from Ableson’s place, flanked by Lenora and Audrey, all
wearing smiles. Rosie approached Brenna’s car, her expression tinged with subtle hostility.
“Fancy seeing you here. What's the occasion?” Rosie asked.
Brenna, maintaining her usual aloof composure, replied, “I'm dropping off a prosthetic for Ableson.”
Rosie's face suddenly flickered with unease. Ableson was injured and hadn't fully recovered yet. Initially,
everyone in the Harper family had suspected Rosie was behind his injury, so they had disliked her. Although it
was later proven that she and Maxley weren't responsible, the Harper family still held a grudge against her.
Brenna couldn't fathom why Lenora and Audrey were being so friendly to Rosie this time.
Rosie’s eyes darted to the rectangular box in Brenna’s car. “I heard your prosthetic business is thriving—orders
booked solid for the next two years?”
“It’s doing alright,” Brenna replied curtly, uninterested in small talk with someone as calculating as Rosie.
Brenna got out of her car with the box. Turning to Lenora and Audrey, she handed it over. Audrey took it eagerly,
saying, “I'll get this to my father now.”
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Rosie offered a polite goodbye to Lenora before slipping into her car and driving off.
Audrey explained to Brenna, “Rosie cto check on my father and even suggested taking him overseas for
treatment. Mom shut that down. His injury isn’t recent. Rosie only showed up now pretending to care. So fake.”
Lenora’s voice dripped with irritation. “Her words were so insincere, and she was pretending we're all close. | bet
she’s just trying to get Ableson to sway your dad into supporting her. Does she really think we're fools? We can
see through her intentions right away.”
Entering the house, Brenna greeted Ableson, who sat in his wheelchair, eyeing the prosthetic with curiosity.
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“Hello, Uncle Ableson,” Brenna said. “Wantto help you try it on?”
Lenora stepped in, opening the box. “No need for that; I'll handle it. I've been caring for him for years—I know
how to fit it.” Brenna didn’t protest.
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