The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Get Ready To Be Kicked Out Of The Harpe...

Ernst's grip on the pen was so tight that his knuckles turned pale under the strain.

He turned to look at Brenna and said bitterly, "Happy now? You've won. I have to step down as the Vice President and forfeit five percent of my shares in the Harper Group,"

Deep down, it wasn't that he doubted Brenna's identity-he simply couldn't stomach what he saw as her

insatiable greed.

However, if he had to pay such a high price for targeting Brenna, he felt it wasn't worth it.

He was hesitant to sign this.

Brenna looked at him in silence, a cold look on her face. When she saw his hesitation, she snorted and said, "You don't want to give up the status and luxury that come with being a Harper, huh?”

Rosie, unaware of the full details of the agreement, instantly sensed something was wrong from Ernst's reaction. She grabbed a copy from his hand, scanning the terms. The moment she reached the section concerning herself, her voice rang out in protest, sharp with outrage. "Why should I lose my shares and be cut off from my allowance if I lose the bet?"

If this agreement were enforced and she lost the bet, she would have no further claim to the Harper family's wealth. Every privilege she had enjoyed would be stripped away.

Her future would rest entirely on her own abilities.

That was unacceptable!

"Grandpa, Grandma!" She hurriedly handed the document to Luther. "Look at this! Uncle Shepard and Aunt Giselle are being completely unreasonable. What right do they have to take everything from me?"

She couldn't accept it-losing everything she had was out of the question.

a while, he spoke, his tone firm. "This agreement is fair. This is exactly how it should be. You were quick to argue that Brenna is an adult and doesn't need financial support from the family. But you are an adult, too, aren't you?

Ernst, he said

paper, signing all three copies

unwillingness, Rosie had no choice

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taking a shower, she settled at her desk, turning on her computer to continue working

concentrated on her work, a knock sounded at the

in

added absentmindedly. "No need to bring me snacks anymore. I'm not exactly

How ambitious. But it's pointless. I've seen what you designed for the Barrett family before-it

be lucky to even get an

of Brenna actually winning, but Ernst had reassured her. And now, standing here,

had signed the

by some miracle, Brenna's work showed potential, she could always manipulate the results to

Brenna lost.

would never have a chance to

her lips curling in

unrelated to automobiles.

in for a closer look, but before she could make out

know, you majored in finance and management.

numerous design experts in the country, and she had

available.

needed to keep this a secret. She had