The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 550:

“You’ve been pushing yourself too hard,” Ethan said to Brenna as he walked over, his voice dropping to a gentle murmur. Without hesitation, he reached out and took Brenna’s hand in his, his touch light but protective.

“I ordered food already. Sit down and eat, okay?”

Standing a short distance away, Greta silently observed Ethan’s gentle gesture, a sharp pang of envy twisting in her chest. She couldn’t help but wonder when her hand might ever be held so warmly by him. With a practiced smile, Greta greeted Brenna before excusing herself with a graceful nod, leaving the couple to their moment.

Outside, as Greta passed the rows of workstations, she could feel her colleagues’ curious stares drilling into her back. Their expressions were odd, filled with thinly veiled judgment, yet no one directly said anything.

Tommy approached Greta, a boxed meal in hand, and paused next to her. In a hushed tone tinged with caution, he advised,

“Next time Mr. Mitchell drops by, don’t make it so obvious you’re trying to get close to him. Tread lightly, or Brenna won’t hesitate to fire you.”

Greta’s face drained of color. She immediately understood the hidden meaning behind his words, yet pride wouldn’t let her back down. Forcing a sneer onto her face, she snapped back stiffly,

are you spouting? I am not trying to get

throwing quick, sidelong glances her way. Some of their eyes gleamed with gossip, others

leaned a little closer, his

he said bluntly. “The way you

cheeks burned with embarrassment. Flustered and irritated, she

right to poke

nearby murmured among themselves, talking with raised eyebrows about Greta’s audacity in vying for attention,

the room where Brenna and Ethan shared a cozy lunch, their closeness speaking volumes. Brenna’s

to Greta, his voice

may seem easygoing, but she’s no pushover. She

slightly as

not sure your intentions for joining