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    “She also has a strong need for control.” Rosanna felt much better as she vented with Brenna about Elsa.

    Before long, Bess returned, carrying some fruit, three takeout containers, and several bottles of water.

    Before they could dig in, Brenna’s phone buzzed. It was Ethan.

    “Kenny’s out of surgery,” he said, his voice clear through the speakerphone. “The doctor said it went well. He’ll wake up in a couple of hours, and he won’t have anyplications.”

    Rosanna exhaled, relief washing over her.

    In the orthopedic ward, Elsa had been anxiously awaiting updates on her son. When she heard that Kenny was okay, the guilt gnawing at her disappeared, and her mood brightened.

    She turned to Ronald with renewed confidence. “Ronald, when Kenny wakes, give him a piece of your mind. How could he risk his life for an outsider?”

    Ronald’s patience snapped. “Enough. I’m done with your nonsense. Handle your own family drama. I’m going to check on Belen; she’s got surgery this afternoon.” He stood and walked out, brushing past Emmett, who entered with a dark expression.

    The two men exchanged a curt nod in silence.

    As Emmett entered the room, Elsa’s eyes dropped, unease flickering across her face as she avoided his piercing stare.

    Emmett was in a foul mood, his face taut with barely contained anger.

    “Let’s get a divorce,” he said, his voice cutting through the silence. His gaze fell on Elsa’s leg, swathed in an overly thick bandage that screamed exaggeration for what was clearly a minor scratch. Was she staging this to paint her daughter-inw as the viin?

    “What did you just say?” Elsa’s head snapped up, her voice rising in disbelief as she slid out of bed and strode toward him. For years, Emmett had indulged her, bending to her whims and protecting her. How could he want to divorce her so suddenly?

    Emmett’s frown deepened, his eyes cold. “Your leg’s fine, but you’ve wrapped it as if you had a serious injury. Are you trying to turn people against your daughter-inw? I don’t know how I’ve put up with you this long. If we stay together, our sons will never have happy lives. They’ll either stay single or end up divorced, and I’ll be left without grandkids. We’re done. Stay out of our family’s business and live your own life.”

    Elsa’s temper red, her voice sharp and unrestrained. “So it’s all my fault now? You were against Kenny’s rtionship before, too, but suddenly, I’m the bad person? Divorce or not, those boys are mine. I gave birth to them!”

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    Emmett’s expression remained icy. “That’s not your decision to make. They’re grown men. You think they’ll choose your side? The Mitchell family will pave their way for them—Ethan’s trade routes, Kenny’s career at the airline. What can you offer them?”

    Elsa fell silent, her anger deting as the truth hit her. Without the Mitchell name, she was just an unpopr singer, her star dimmed by age and the rise of fresh talent.

    Though money wasn’t an issue for her, she didn’t want a divorce.

    “No, I won’t agree to a divorce!” she eximed in anger. “If you push for it, I’ll spill every dirty secret your family’s got. Let’s see how your family members can still stay in the military then.”

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