The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Wife, Now His Rival 100

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Few people dared to challenge Ethan's authority. In moments like this, it was only natural for Joonas to step in personally. As a trained fighter with considerable strength, he had every intention of teaching Brandon a lesson,

and he didn't hold back.

Brandon let out a painful cry, clutching his nose as a stream of hot blood flowed through his fingers.

Pain exploded through Brandon's face. His nose felt broken, and his head pounded so fiercely that the voices

around him became nothing more than muffled noise.

Doubling over in agony, he remained still for a moment while his people stood in stunned silence.

Since he could not speak, Brandon lifted a trembling hand and pointed at Joonas, his gaze seething with fury.

After a few ragged breaths, he'managed to spit out the words, "Take him down!"

Without a second thought, his people lunged forward, brandishing iron rods as they charged at Joonas.

Although Joonas' side was outnumbered, his men were experienced fighters, many of whom were former special forces soldiers. Within seconds, Brandon's men lay on the ground, groaning in pain.

Joonas hadn't even needed to lift a finger. Standing with one hand in his pocket, calm and composed, he

watched as a subordinate lit a cigar for him and handed over a phone. "Here is what you asked for."

Joonas let out a chuckle, utterly confident in his victory. With a nod toward Brandon, he said, "Show him."

The subordinate turned the phone screen toward Brandon.

man and a young woman, both completely

as if it had slapped him, his mouth ajar in disbelief. Shaking his head furiously, he muttered, "No... No... That's impossible.

can't be real."

father, the deputy mayor. A man who

nose, Brandon snapped back, his voice laced with denial, "This is fake! You are just trying to ruin my father's name! He is the deputy mayor-honest, incorruptible, and principled. He

this."

the phone and swiped to the next image. Brandon's eyes

his throat, and his

"I don't know where you got these photos, but I won't let you frame my father. I'm not falling for

the brim with bricks of cash. It was

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bedroom.

remained unfazed by Brandon's protests. He kept scrolling, showing him a

the new photo. The image showed him holding a cigarette butt, pressing it into a terrified girl's shoulder. Tears streamed

the screen, showing Brandon holding a syringe, injecting something into the arm of a blond-haired boy. The image didn't reveal what he was injecting, but it

obviously not anything good.

over twenty photos, each one more damning than the

his misdeeds, that there were no cameras to capture his bad

taken them?

crumpled to the ground, his mind spinning, unsure

think? Are these enough to throw your

he grabbed Joonas' pant leg, pleading frantically, "Please, Joonas, Mr. Mitchell... If you destroy this evidence, I'll do anything. Anything

he shoved Brandon away, then brushed off his pants as

unforgivable things you and