The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 15

Chapter 15 She'Has To

Take Them From Brenna

Brenna paid no mind to Rachael's incessant chatter and carried her newly delivered clothes into the bedroom.

Luca and Selene, just as uninterested in entertaining Rachael's presence, shut the door in front of Rachael with little regard, the door nearly hitting her in the face.

As Brenna changed her clothes, Luca and Selene busied themselves organizing the clothing racks inside the

walk-in closet.

The space was massive-easily over fifty square meters-and even after neatly hanging up the luxury garments, the closet still looked half-empty.

Meanwhile, outside, Rachael stomped her foot as she angrily typed a message to Rosie, updating her on the

situation.

She then muttered, "She ordered a ridiculous amount of expensive clothes! I can't wait to see how she plans to pay for them!"

She then went downstairs and stationed herself in the living room, smugly waiting for Luca and Selene to come down. Soon enough, they exited the elevator, wheeling out the empty clothing racks. Rachael snorted, convinced they would soon come to her, begging for the bill to be settled.

But to her surprise, neither of them stopped to speak with anyone from the Harper family. They just went straight for the door and left.

Confused, she hurried after them, calling from the steps, "Aren't you going to ask for the money for the clothes?" Luca and Selene didn't spare Rachael a glance. Without a word, they loaded the racks into the MPV and drove

off.

she finally checked her ph e. As she scrolled through the messages, she clicked on the pictures Rachael had sent. She

weren't just expensive. They were

months ago, but even with her connections, she was told they were unavailable. Yet somehow, Brenna-who had nothing-had gotten her

was trembling with

had to

flung open the car door and got inside,

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engine start, no acknowledgment from the driver Even if the worked for then we stil just an employee How dare he just disregard her like

scold him-only

sady gone

had no choice but to drive herself

antidesetor Bordering on coldness Still she refused to let it affect her composure. Having never known the warmth of a real family

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was disappointing, but she wasn't ready to write them off just yet. At exactly six o'clock, she came downstairs to the first-floor living room,

scrolled through her phone while she waited,

was the first to return. Brenna barely looked up before

Brenna Brenna lounged on the leather sofa, her smooth skin illuminated under the soft lighting. Her long, tea-colored curls, streaked with blue highlights,

undeniable-her delicate face captivating even without makeup. Sitting there in quiet composure, she

me

Rosie's ankle-wrapped in thick bandages. She had seen Rosie walking just fine earlier. She didn't

back at the restaurant. I only hear a stupid donkey braying." Brenna said coldly, not even bothering to look

fury, and she checked the time. It was eight past