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“Mom, let’s go and kick her out now,” Mack suggested, his expression disdainful as he moved towards Brenna.
Alec, observing the scene, felt a twinge of disappointment. He had entertained the possibility that Brenna might be the Harper family’s recently discovered daughter, but her current behavior made that seem improbable. After all, the Harper family’s daughter wouldn’t appear in such casual attire.
And why was Brenna behaving as if she’d never seen good food before, piling her plate at the buffet like that?
He resigned himself to the fact that Brenna was not the daughter of the Harper family.
He said, “You all go ahead. I’ll use this opportunity to meet some of Shirie’s wealthiest individuals and try to secure a few orders. Try to keep things quiet. It’d be shameful if you cause a scene over this.”
Ruby nodded in agreement. “Understood, I’ll handle it discreetly.”
Brenna had secluded herself in a quiet corner to eat while still texting her client about follow-up details. Her concentration was so intense that she failed to notice anyone approaching.
Out of nowhere, a tall figure appeared before her, completely blocking her view.
“Brenna, how did you get in here? Haven’t you caused enough embarrassment? Leave now!” Mack exclaimed harshly, yanking the blueberry juice from Brenna’s grasp and smashing it down onto the nearby table.
The juice splattered, some landing on the table and some on Brenna’s face.
Caught off guard, Brenna looked up to find Mack pointing aggressively toward the exit, his face contorted with anger.
“Mack? What do you want?” Brenna asked, reaching for a napkin to dab away the juice on her face. She was not shocked to encounter the Barrett family here, as her parents had informed her of their attendance.
But she didn’t appreciate their attitude.
Ruby and Isabella quickly flanked Mack, effectively cornering Brenna.
Isabella said with disdain, “Just because your real last name is Harper doesn’t mean you belong to this Harper family’s event. You shouldn’t stay here. Leave.”
Ruby added, “I raised you, Brenna, and I don’t want to witness you humiliating yourself or tarnishing the Barrett name. Leave now, before the Harper family sees you freeloading and throws you out themselves. If they find out and decide to throw you out, don’t expect us to help you.”
Brenna glanced at the three of them, irritated that she had ever agreed to her parents inviting the Barrett family.
“You aren’t the hosts here. What right do you have to kick me out?” Brenna continued to eat, dismissing the Barrett family members completely.
Mack, seething with anger at Brenna’s disregard and poor manners, pulled Isabella aside gently and grabbed Brenna’s arm harshly, attempting to pull her toward the exit. “You don’t belong here; leave,” he said.
Isabella also harshly tugged on Brenna’s wrist, turning it red. “You must be here fishing for a rich husband. Everyone’s well-off here. Maybe you’re hoping some rich old man will take care of you so you won’t have to worry about your next meal. But look at you, not even dressed properly to attract anyone. Who would want someone like you?” she said.
Brenna was yanked from her chair, her phone clattering to the floor. “I am the daughter of the Harper family! What are you doing? Let go of me!”
Ruby walked over and shoved Brenna as she said, “Dressed in rags, you claim to be a Harper? Hah, how shameless! How could someone from the Harper family look like this? You smell of cheap perfume, probably only thinking about seducing men. What, are you hoping to snag a rich man and become his mistress?”
The corner where they stood was near the exit to the banquet hall, and in the blink of an eye, Brenna was pulled toward the door. “Mom, help!” Brenna’s cries echoed loudly.
Ruby thought she was calling her and said coldly, “Don’t call me mom. I am not the mother of someone so disgraceful. I never want to see you again!”
Mack, towering over Brenna, shook his head disapprovingly. “You shouldn’t even be considering something like that. I know you’re accustomed to the comfort of being a Barrett daughter and don’t want to go back to that poor, run-down village. I understand that, but I can’t stand by while you act like this. You’re dishonoring the Barrett family,” he said.
Ruby and Isabella exchanged looks. They were aware that Brenna had made a fortune from her consultancy for Vincent and wasn’t financially desperate. They believed her greed drove her to want more, and that she was here to seduce a rich man.
Isabella’s eyes drifted back to the banquet hall, where Ethan was still chatting with a group of elite guests. He glanced in her direction briefly. Convinced that Ethan was looking at her, Isabella flashed what she believed to be a captivating smile.
However, Ethan quickly averted his gaze, showing no interest. Isabella’s spirits plummeted, and she blurted out to Brenna, “Just get out of here.”
Enraged, Brenna retaliated by kicking Mack sharply. “Who are you to dictate where I can be?” she exclaimed in anger.
Mack stumbled and fell, surprised by Brenna’s unexpected strength. Ruby screamed, “Have you lost your senses, Brenna? How could you kick him like that; he is your brother!”
The commotion captured the attention of everyone in the room. Conversations halted, and all eyes turned to the spectacle of Mack on the floor.
“What happened?”
“What’s going on?”
Elsewhere in the hall, Shepard and Giselle paused their conversation as the disturbance reached their ears. They set their drinks aside and moved quickly toward the commotion.
Brenna stepped over Mack, brushed past Ruby and Isabella, and continued calling out, “Mom!”
Ethan also walked over, visibly displeased with the Barrett family’s antics. He recalled their interference when Brenna had attempted to provide medical care for his grandfather at the hospital, and now, they were causing a scene again.
“Brenna, are you alright?” He noticed stains of blueberry juice on Brenna’s face and, calling a server over for a napkin, tenderly wiped her face clean.
Giselle took Brenna’s hand, her voice laden with worry. “Can you tell us what’s going on? Who did this to you?”
Mack, regaining his footing, pulled Brenna away from Giselle and sneered, “Really, Brenna, you’ve gone too far this time. Hiring an actress to play your mother just to ascend the social ladder?”
Shepard’s anger flared upon hearing this. “Kick this man out immediately!” he ordered.
His daughter was being mistreated right at their event-this was unacceptable!
At that moment, Alec intervened. Witnessing Mack sneer at Giselle, he struck Mack across the face and said, “Idiot! This is Mrs. Harper!”
Mack, clutching his cheek, suddenly grasped the gravity of his mistake. While he hadn’t recognized Giselle earlier, he recognized Shepard. “Mrs. Harper, I’m terribly sorry. I thought you were the actress my sister had hired,” he said, apologizing.
Giselle dismissed Mack’s apology and turned back to Brenna, asking gently, “My dear, are you alright?”