The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 90

Chapter 90 Hey, Pretty Girl

Brenna shot Rosie a sharp glance, her expression void of wench" you want me to specom things, I can Just stop plotting against me behind my back, and we can live together in peace," she vah

For a split second, Rosie felt exposed, as if Brenna could see right through her. A ways of utede ans on her Could Brenna already know about her secret plan of using the Barrett family against her?

Rosie shook off the thought and quickly denied it, saying, "when have I ever plotted against you behind you back? Don't just throw around baseless accusations"

"You know in your heart whether I've accused you wrongly or not," Brenna sald calmly.

Without another word, she turned her attention to the flood of new messages from her contacts, ignotting Rode completely.

Soon after, Rosie finished her meal. Bored, she grabbed her bag and headed out.

At exactly four in the afternoon, Brenna arrived at the Imperial Bar.

Nestled in the heart of Shirie's busiest district, the Imperial Bar was one of the most prestigious venues in the city, renowned for its impeccable service and elite clientele

Spanning nine lavishly decorated floors, the bar was known for its exclusivity and steep prices. Entry was restricted to members. Non-members could only drink on the first floor, while members had access to the

upper levels.

Membership was divided into three tiers: basic, premium, and black-gold. A basic membership required a deposit of one hundred thousand, while premium demanded one million. And black-gold status wasn't something money alone could buy.

Rosie, Sylvie, and Vivian were all premium members and patrons who had long established themselves as

regulars.

As Brenna stepped inside, her eyes landed on Sylvie and Vivian standing by the elevator. Both were dressed to impress, exuding allure. Their deliberate display of their figure made Brenna glance at them a couple more

times.

warm

was still a flicker of disdain in her gaze. To Silvie, Brenna was naive and unfamiliar with high

system. Everyone here is either rich or powerful, so

glance with Sylvie. Both of them wore smug expressions. In their

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Vivian were all premium members and patrons who had long established themselves

regulars

the elevator. Both were dressed to impress, exuding allore. Their deliberate display of ther figury made Brenna glance at them a

with a warm smile. Right on

still a flicker of disc in her gare. To

unfamiliar with

someone important. Even I have people here I can't afford to cross, so be careful" Vivian exchanged a knowing glance with Sybne. Both of them wore smug expressions. In their

clear this was her first

things easier for them.

anything, you can go to him." "His name is Joonas Fowler, the owner of this bar, Sylvie said. "He is generous and enjoys making new friends." Brenna gave a casual nod. She wasn't nave Joonas was likely a

ulterior motives. Nonetheless,

later, they arrived at a prate sute. The thick carpeting in the hallway muffled their footsteps

walls bred with soundproof materials. Music played

be

lighting, a group of young men and women lounged in colorful designer outfits. Their faces were familiar. Most

men sat back, cigarettes in hand. There was an unwastakable edge to them-reckless, dangerous. Hardly good company- Just then, a red- haired man strolled up to Brenta. He took a slow

low chuckle. "Pretty yet so

erupted in

with feigned concern. She said, "Come on, don't be like that. She's new to bars just a sheltered girl from a good family. Don't scare

Brenna onto the sofa