The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 64

Chapter 64 It Really Hurts

"Brenna, are you ready?" Dalton knocked gently on the door before he eased it open and stepped in

Rosie clutched her wrist, her face twisted in agony as tears cascaded down her cheeks. Pointing an angry finger at Brenna, she said, "Dalton, Brenna has been bullying me!"

She held out her wrist toward Dalton. "Look! My wrist is broken-hurts like hell. Brenna just tried to straight-up kill me!" she exclaimed, exaggerating

Dalton's face hardened, his expression turning cold as he scrutinized Rosie's wrist. "It looks fine to me," he said.

Rosie was taken aback. Dalton had always been her guardian angel, fussing even over the tiniest nick. Yet now, despite her wrist being swollen and ostensibly fractured, he dismissed it as nothing

"Dalton, my wrist is broken. Brenna twisted it. Can't you see the damage?" she said.

The pain was undeniable-sharp and biting, freezing her movements with fear. She wasn't being melodramatic she truly believed her wrist was broken.

Meanwhile, Brenna stood nearby, her arms folded, observing Rosie's dramatic display with a cool detachment. "Dalton, I didn't harm her. She pilfered my things, and when I caught her red-handed, she concocted this story to deflect blame," she said.

She extended a USB drive towards Dalton. "Here, see for yourself. It's crammed with my design files that she has copied."

The USB drive, equipped with dual connectors, could be seamlessly plugged into a phone.

Dalton's brow furrowed as he accepted the USB and connected it to his phone without a second's delay.

In a fit of desperation, Rosie lunged to reclaim the USB, but even the slightest movement sent a lance of pain shooting through her wrist. Sobbing, she exclaimed, "Dalton, my wrist is broken, and you're just standing there, letting her slander me?"

a careful examination, even drawing it nearer

winced. "It hurts so

as she whimpered, "Don't touch it. My wrist is broken,

"Rosie, enough with the theatrics. There's not even a hint of redness now. How could it

he took her wrist and turned it slightly, his brows lifting

scream echoed as she collapsed to

attention of the household staff, with Rachael and Julia being

how dare you bully

you actually see me bully her? Dalton is here

feet, her voice dripping with disdain as she said, "Mr.

could he ever bully

by pain so severe that she could barely stand, leaned heavily on Rachael, her eyes

of visible marks on her wrist baffled her, she could

severe pain.

to kill

"Go and call my grandparents over. I refuse to believe no one could see how

hurt."

his return, Rosie had filled the

Brenna, turning everyone

he witnessed firsthand how Rosie consistently

even accusing Brenna

looks perfectly fine-it's not even red.