Chapter 274 The Better Match For Ethan Isabella had caught a glimpse of the tablet's contents-detailed racecourse analytics that showcased Brenna's deep grasp of rally mechanics. So, Brenna knew a lot about racing; she had just kept quiet about it.
Doubt gnawed at Isabella's insides. Was Brenna merely Ethan's pampered companion or a legitimate contender? She believed Brenna was the former. Brenna was already exceptional in a lot of areas; she couldn't possibly also know how to race. It just seemed impossible.
Racing required specialized skills, not something anyone could simply pick up.
"Keep up the act," Isabella sneered at Brenna. "We'll see how you handle it when you lose control of your car." She believed Brenna was just putting on an act. "I don't believe you know how to race." Seeing the participant list on the display board, Isabella said, "Your nis missing." She grinned. "You didn't even sign up for the race. Why are you still putting on an act?" Brenna's eyes darted to her registered alias, "Night", on the screen. "Could you please stay away from me?" she said to Isabella, tired of the incessant taunts.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIsabella's laughter echoed, drawing Vivian and Rosie back. They all sat near Brenna. Rosie had grown more astute. Unlike Isabella, she didn't mock Brenna carelessly. Instead, she talked to her like a close friend, subtly probing for information.
Rosie said, "What Isabella said was harsh, but she is not wrong. Do you really know how to race, Brenna? Racing is a world apart from regular driving. A race car is much more agile and tougher to control than a family car. You shouldn't risk it just for pride." Though she said that, she secretly hoped Brenna would insist on racing out of pride and got into a car crash. With a sinister glint in her eyes, she stared at Brenna, but Brenna's expression remained cold. Rosie shook Brenna's arm. "Are you even listening to me?" Brenna recognized Rosie's ploy. Without looking at her, she replied, "I've raced before, so you don't need to worry. There's no one out there who can beatin racing now." Isabella couldn't help but snicker, and even Vivian scoffed derisively.
Vivian leaned in, a smirk on her face. "Interesting. You can boast all you want, but I just saw Mr. Mitchell talking with another woman." Brenna glanced up. "Another woman? Who?" Vivian's smirk widened. "So you're pretending to be indifferent about Mr. Mitchell, but you care more about him 17:05 than you let on. The Harpers are powerful, but compared to the Hewitts, your family's influence pales. Miss Hewitt is the better match for Mr. Mitchell. She's the one who truly deserves to stand beside him.
Arrogance dripped from every word Vivian spoke, her expression tinged with mockery.
Brenna processed this revelation. "Ethan is with Jade now?" Vivian raised an eyebrow. "Obviously. What do you expect? Do you really think you're irreplaceable to Mr. Mitchell? Jade outshines you in every aspect-heritage, achievements, everything." She then thrust her phone forward, showing Brenna a photo of Ethan and Jade standing together near the floor -to-ceiling windows.
But they maintained a respectful distance in the public setting.
Brenna looked away from the phone, unbothered. Even as his girlfriend, she couldn't dictate whom Ethan spoke 1. to.
Vivian frowned at her calm demeanor. "Your man might just walk away from you. Doesn't that concern you?" "They were just having a conversation. Hardly worth worrying about." Brenna returned her focus to the tablet, refusing to take the bait.
Vivian said, "Mr. Mitchell smiled at her! Didn't you notice? He smiled at Miss Hewitt. That could be a sign of affection. You're about to be tossed aside!" Isabella couldn't fathom why Brenna remained composed despite Vivian's jabs. Then, a sudden realization struck her.
"Brenna's indifference could only mean one thing-she didn't genuinely love Ethan; she was just together with him for his money.
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That had to be it. This revelation demanded action. Isabella believed bola als she needed to expose explose Brenna's gold- digging intentions to Ethan, ensuring he saw her true colors. As Isabella stood to leave, Brenna unexpectedly pulled out her phone. A few taps later, she held up a photograph for Isabella to see.
A rare, subtle smile curved her lips. "Take a look at this." Isabella recognized the image immediately-Denis intimately embracing a famous actress in a shadowy parking garage.
Brenna said, "Denis has gifted you properties and cars and even helped your brother find a job thought wedding bells were în your future. But E this has changed everything.
Between you and this famous actress, who's really closer to becoming Denis' wife?"
Isabella's face went pale. Jobless and frantic to cling to her privileged lifestyle, she spat through clenched teeth, "You're mistaken! That's not Denis in the photo!"