The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 6

Chapter 6 We Were Only Trying To Help

Vivian stood frozen, confusion flashing across her face. Wasn't Ethan supposed to be in a high-level meeting at

the Mitchell Group now?

A chill ran through her as she met Ethan's cold, indifferent eyes. It was as if she had been plunged into freezing

water.

His aura was so commanding that she instinctively lowered her eyes, unable to hold his stare.

From what she knew, Ethan was not just a successful entrepreneur-he was also one of the most powerful figures in Shirie. As the CEO of the Mitchell Group, a multibillion-dollar empire with thousands of subsidiaries, his power was unmatched. Handsome, unmarried, and rich, he was the kind of man socialites dreamed of meeting. A mere conversation with him was considered an honor.

Just then, a twisted sense of excitement coursed through Vivian. Ethan was touching her-holding her wrist. Even if he was engaged to her best friend, she couldn't bring herself to care about that.

But the moment she noticed the growing coldness in Ethan's expression, her fleeting fantasy shattered.

She forced herself to think logically. Ethan's presence here wasn't unusual-this was a high-end establishment, after all-but what was strange was that he had intervened in this matter.

Could it be that Ethan had taken a liking to Brenna? Maybe that was why he had stepped in to help her.

Vivian was confused. No matter how she looked at the matter, it didn't make sense.

She looked away with unease and tried to free herself of Ethan's grasp. "Mr. Mitchell, you're hurting me..."

From what Rosie had told her, Ethan was a reserved, aloof man-but he was a kind man. The Mitchell Group donated billions to charity every year, and Ethan himself was known for his philanthropic work.

We were just joking with this lady. All we meant was that she shouldn't have dined somewhere she couldn't afford. We were

be caught. If Ethan found out she was behind this, it could jeopardize

too great.

after a tense pause, Ethan released Vivian's wrist. Without a word, he pulled a handkerchief from his

her face. But she quickly forced a

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situation, saying, "Mr. Mitchell, you see, this woman-she's dressed in cheap clothes, barely worth two hundred dollars, yet she waltzed in here like she belonged. She knew she couldn't afford to dine in a place like this, but she

we couldn't just

working here to cover the debt. Honestly, with her skills, washing

years to pay it all off? So

chuckled, arms crossed. "So let me get this straight. Humiliating me-demanding that I

polish your shoes-was

Vivian panic. "No, no," she blurted out, "that's not what we meant! Mr. Mitchell, we were only trying to help. If she can't pay, we're willing to cover her bill. All she has to do is work as a maid in our homes to pay us back. But instead of

was as if his earlier intervention had never happened. He could see that Brenna, despite being accused, showed no trace of unease. Though her clothes were simple, there was something about her that made him feel

who had been trying to blend into the background ever since

arrived.

pay. So why did you ask me to settle my bill earlier? Is this

been following orders-she had never expected to be thrown

the doorway. "It