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Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Do You Think We Are Foolish Like That After C The Harper family gathered on the sofa. Luther sat rigid, his face set in a grim expression His gaze driftedt ward the staircase, where Rosie stood frozen at the top. In a deep voice, he ordered, "Chere." Rosie's pulse quickened. She hesitated for a brief moment before making her way down the stairs. Her eyes darted to Ernst, silently pleading for help.
Ernst spoke up without hesitation. "Grandpa, just because Brenna hasn't had cosmetic surgery doesn't prove she's related to us That proves nothing. There are plenty of people in the world who resemble each other but are not related by b.ood. We still need a DNA test to be sure." Rosie caught Ernst's eye and gave him a discreet thumbs-up. If there was anyone who knew how to handle situations like this, it was him.
Ernst turned to Brenna. "What do you think?" Brenna let out a sharp, humorless laugh. "How do you think I returned to your family? My information was in the missing persons database. They ran a DNA comparison, and it was a match. That's how your family found me." The room fell into an awkward silence.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtErnst stared at Shepard, unable to believe what he had just heard. "Dad, is that true? Did you upload the DNA information?" Shepard's expression darkened. He had kept that detail to himself as he wanted to see how his children tek about Brenna before revealing it.
With a curt nod, he said, "Yeah. Do you think we'd be so careless as to accept her just because she looks like your mother? Do you think we are foolish like that?" Ernst and Rosie both looked unsettled, and Rosie was especially unwilling to accept this. She said, "What if there's a mistake? What if she stole your information and faked the DNA report? It's better to verify it again." She locked her gaze onto Brenna and contemptuously said, "I don't trust you. Unless I personally choose the testing agency and deliver the samples myself... Brenna, you wouldn't object to this, right?" Brenna knew Rosie wouldn't back down until confronted with undeniable proof.
She met Rosie's gaze and saw that the latter wasn't even trying to hide the hostility in her eyes anymore. Rosie clearly didn't care how the family saw her anymore.
Dalton had had enough of this. "What's the point of another test, Rosie? I think you just don't want my sister back. Isn't her return a good thing? Why are you always looking for reasons to make things difficult for her?" 002 He hadn't forgotten how Rosie had thrown a fit earlier over the gifts. It didn't make sense. Why did she dislike Brenna so much? His sharp gaze pinned Rosie in place, making her shift uncomfortably.
"I'm ju looking out for our family!" Rosie reasoned. "I'm doing this for all of us. Our family has a lot of assets; how can we not be careful? People have lied about less..." Everyone looked displeased. Their expressions made it clear they didn't agree with Rosie. Even Luther and Tessa shoe their heads in disappointment. Now that Colt had confirmed Brenna hadn't undergone plastic surgery, FI threw baseless accusations at Brenna? It was obvious now. She simply dislike Brenna.
Tessa sighed. She had an idea why this was happening. Brenna's return had shifted the family's attention, leaving Rosie feeling cast aside.
Still, she couldn't blthe girl entirely. Losing her parents at such a young age must have left insecurities in her heart.
"Rosie, stop," Tessa said gently. "I know you mean well, but you don't have to worry. Brenna's return won't change how much we love you." When Rosie heard that, her tears spilled over. She sank onto the sofa beside Tessa and sobbed, "But Grandma...
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmUncle Shepard and Aunt Giselle won't letcall them Mom and Dad anymore..." She buried her face in her hands. Yet, through her tears, she stole a glance at Shepard and Giselle. Neither of them reacted. Their silence made it painfully clear they weren't going to change their decision.
Rosie's heart sank even more. In her mind, she believed this was all Brenna's fault.
If Brenna had not returned, she would still have people she could call her parents. But now, everything had changed. Brenna had taken everything from her.
Tessa gently patted Rosie's back. "Sweetheart, you still have Grandpa and Grandma, don't you? Even if you have to call them Uncle Shepard and Aunt Giselle now, that doesn't mean their love for you has changed." "That's right," Shepard said. "Nothing about how we've treated you before will change." He knew exactly why Rosie was acting this way. In her heart, she believed Brenna had stolen the affection that had once belonged to her. That was why she was lashing out.
Giselle said, "Now, you have a new family member who will look out for you. Whatever she has, you'll have, too. So don't be sad, okay?"
Rosie lowered her gaze and nodded reluctantly. "But I still want Brenna to take another DNA test of the results confirm she's really a member of our family, I'll apologize to her and follow through with the bet." Ernst nodded. "Yes, I support Rosie in this."
He glanced at Brenna, who remained unshaken, as if she were merely watching a show unfold. In all honesty, he couldn't stand her unbothered demeanor She acted as if everything was under her control. It wasn't just composure. It was the kind of self-assurance that only people in power possessed. From the moment she stepped into their lives, Brenna did not seem like someone simply searching for lost family and their affection. He believed maybe she was after the entire Harper family's assets. < The Phantom Heiress Rising From