The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 197

Chapter 197 I'll Listen To

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"There is no need for that," Ethan said coldly, his expression hardening like ice. "I can handle a gang on my own. Moreover, the Hewitt family can't be trusted. If we ask for their help, we will owe them more than we can

afford."

The car raced down the highway, bullets hammering against the bulletproof glass, leaving spiderweb-like cracks. Neville's instincts kicked in, and he shoved Ethan down.

Just as Ethan thought they had finally shaken off the Ward family's pursuit, more cars appeared, the attack even more relentless and aggressive than before. Bullets hammered the rear window, turning it into a mess, on

the verge of shattering.

"Step on it!" Ethan barked at the driver, urgency ringing in his voice.

Digging into his bag, he pulled out two grenades. With steady hands, he yanked

the pins, counted to three under his breath, and lobbed them out through a narrow opening in the door.

The sound of explosions rocked the air as the two pursuing pickup trucks were blown up.

At last, Ethan was out of danger.

The tension in the car dissolved as everyone released a breath of relief.

But Ethan couldn't shake the nagging feeling of unease. The bodyguards he had brought with him were all dead.

Brenna had been swamped with work for an entire week, yet she had only managed to complete a fraction of the intricate designs for thousands of components. Designing a fighter jet was no walk in the park. It demanded relentless focus, precision, and two months of nonstop effort from her and her team.

schedule, she hadn't even realized that Ethan

to find Giselle alone. The three men of the Harper

yet.

You have been working harder than your dad and brothers-leaving early and coming home

and immediately began to

since you came home.

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Chapter 197 Listen To

one for extravagant celebrations, so

the founder of the M&G brand, I'll also

don't have many friends. In the future,

friends. Don't just

glance. "One true friend is all I need, Mom. I haven't seen you

plenty of friends when I was young, but as we grow older, everyone gets caught up in their own families, and we drift apart. But you are right. I'll invite a few

not wanting

she wasn't very social and believed one or two close friends were

then, a familiar car pulled into the

best of terms. She knew he didn't like

remained seated, not bothering

Ernst, then walked beside him as he strode into the

room.

said to

her gaze. "Why

onth?"

she lowered her voice. "Are