The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 464:

So, Greta changed her plan, hoping to get close to Ethan through Brenna. Conveniently, her degree suited the role.

Brenna’s cool gaze swept over Greta, noticing the travel-wrinkled suit. She could tell Greta was fresh off the plane.

Brenna said, “Let’s have lunch first. Then we’ll talk.”

Greta turned to Ethan, keeping her expression calm despite the joy in her heart. “I hope I’m not interrupting you?” she asked carefully.

Ethan’s icy glance made his thoughts abundantly clear. She knew she was interrupting. And yet, here she was, wanting to join them for lunch anyway.

The Financial Building housed a variety of companies, employing thousands of people. The ground floor featured an assortment of dining options, and the nearby street, lined with more than a dozen office towers, boasted even more eateries. Restaurateurs clamored for space here, drawn by the generous salaries and strong spending power of the workforce. Brenna and her team were regulars at one particular buffet, and today was no different.

Brenna filled their trays, selecting dishes side by side. Standing next to

that his selections showed no clear pattern—no obvious preference in the variety

indifferent exterior, there was a thoughtful side. He even gently asked about Brenna’s preferences. This unexpected

been looking everywhere for you.” Jade appeared suddenly

gaze flickered with surprise. Jade’s tray looked like a carefully arranged painting, each dish placed precisely

effortless grace, her quiet takeover

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empty seat across from Ethan, settling comfortably with no sign of

smile was sharp enough to cut glass. “Apologies, Miss Harper. I trust you don’t mind my

sit wherever you want,” Brenna replied, her voice as cold as the winter

her palms. Who was this presumptuous intruder? This woman didn’t seem like a good person at all. She wasn’t worthy of sharing the same air as

belongs to Brenna,” Greta’s composure cracked.