The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 57

Chapter 57 Why Are You So Obsessed With Targeting...

Rosie had expected her gift to be just as impressive as Brenna's. It should be a designer bag or luxury skincare

set, at the very least. Excited, she ran to the garage and climbed into the van.

The next second, her smile faltered. Piled across the seats were plush toys, but not the high-end kind. They looked like cheap fan gifts. Scattered among them were flowers, sticky notes, and envelopes, all haphazardly thrown together.

She shoved the plush toys aside, expecting something valuable hidden underneath, but there was nothing. Furious, she stomped her foot. She didn't need expensive gifts, but the lack of them made her feel not valued.

Fury bubbled up inside her. She stomped her foot again, but this time harder. Unable to contain her frustration, she turned on her heel and stormed back into the house to confront Dalton. "Where's my gift?" she asked

sharply.

Dalton was deep in conversation with Brenna and barely glanced at Rosie. "Aren't those plush toys gifts? And the flowers... You can take whichever ones you like."

Rosie's gaze flicked to the pile of expensive gifts beside Brenna. Without thinking, she marched over and reached for them. "Why did you give her those while my gifts are just what your fans gave you? That's not fair.

I want hers."

Dalton slapped her hand away. "Can you even hear yourself? Why are you being so unreasonable? Brenna just got back. Of course, I gave her something nicer. And now you're throwing a tantrum over gifts? I've given you plenty before. This isn't about fairness. You're just trying to take what's hers. I can't believe you're being this petty."

Brenna smirked and leaned over to shield her gifts. Then, with an amused expression, she said, "Dalton just skipped giving you a gift this one time. You're not actually trying to take mine now, are you? These are the first gifts he's ever given me. They are special. I really don't want to give them to anyone else."

Dalton could see now-these two clearly didn't get along with each other.

upset. She was targeting Brenna outright. Her messages in the family group chat had already hinted

be ignored. But now, seeing an opening, he stepped forward and

of Dalton. Brenna had only

she said,

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the living room. He stood up and asked with a frown, "What's going on? Is someone

pulled him aside and explained, "Dalton, just look at how much Brenna resembles Giselle. It's

I don't think she's really her daughter. I think she got plastic

mine. I asked him to come and verify if Brenna has had any work

grip and snapped, "Enough! She's my mother's biological daughter. Of course, they look

she did have plastic surgery before? The doctor's already here. One

kno

This is beyond humiliating. I don't need proof to

and I won't let you treat her like

like this. Jealousy burned

sibling bond, and this was something

sneered, "You're not scared, are you? If you are feeling uneasy, it probably means you really had plastic

you didn't have plastic surgery, what's there to be scared

commanded, "Dr. Martinez, begin the examination

given

would go. If she refused, Rosie would not