Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 582

Seeing the pride and adoration in his eyes, Anastasia’s lips curved into a smile, and she lifted her chin a little higher. “Of course. And I’m only going to get better.”

He gently kissed her bright, confident eyes. “I know you will, Ana.”

“Oh, right. Did I see Uncle Murray earlier?” Anastasia suddenly recalled.

“Murray? He was here, but he left early.”

He had slipped out right after the presentation while Anastasia was surrounded by a crowd of admirers.

Anastasia just nodded. That explained why he was nowhere to be found when the drama with Lauren had erupted. Still, the scandal had been so public, with so many industry leaders as witnesses, that the news would surely reach the Brennan family soon enough.

She curled into Harrison’s embrace, a thoughtful glint in her eyes.

Meanwhile, at the Brennan estate, Murray had rushed home before the conference had even concluded.

“Dad!”

Mr. Brennan was sipping tea with an old friend when his son burst in. He looked up, surprised to see Murray, who was usually the picture of composure, looking so flustered and calling out before he had even fully entered the room.

The old man knew his son had gone to the conference. Seeing his agitated state, he felt a flicker of unease, frowning as he set his cup down. “What happened? Why are you…”

“Dad, the rumors were true! In just one week, Ana achieved something absolutely incredible!” Murray interrupted, his voice a torrent of complex emotions—excitement, disbelief, and pride.

“Look!”

Mr. Austin was happy for them but then thought of a potential complication.

“With Anastasia being this exceptional, Lauren will have to step down as the heir, won’t she?” he mused. “That will put the girl in a very awkward position. She’s a proud one, too. This won’t be easy for her. You’ll need to handle it delicately.”

Having known Lauren since she was a child, Mr. Austin felt a certain affection for her and offered the friendly warning.

Murray’s expression cooled slightly as he thought of Lauren’s recent actions, but he simply nodded in acknowledgment.

Sensing the two men needed to talk privately, Mr. Austin rose to leave, but not before sighing with mock jealousy at Mr. Brennan again, lamenting that Anastasia wasn’t his own granddaughter.

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