The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 569:

With a mischievous grin, Brenna squeezed Ethan’s hand. “You’re absolutely merciless, you know? After all these years she has treated you like family, here you are, so indifferent to her, just watching her walk into a catastrophe.”

Ethan’s smirk widened. “Well, she’s dug her own grave. After the way she treated you in front of everyone, what did she expect?”

The news of Jade’s death barely sent a ripple through the waters of Plieca. All morning, Brenna had been glued to her phone, anxiously awaiting updates. In fact, she had gone so far as to download the most popular local news app, hoping for some word on the incident. Yet, as she stepped into the bustling venue for the economic and trade forum, her phone remained silent, with no news about Jade’s death. It was as if Jade’s tragedy had slipped through the cracks of public consciousness. Instead, the air buzzed with excitement over the presence of various business tycoons, the real stars of the day.

Brenna, a shadow in the international financial scene, had always preferred to operate under the radar. She often used a pseudonym for her significant endeavors, seldom revealing her true identity. This cloak of anonymity had kept her name from circulating widely, resulting in few people recognizing her. As she gracefully entered the venue and took her seat, she commanded attention solely through her striking beauty and young age.

Among the sea of seasoned industry leaders, who had toiled for years to reach their current heights, Brenna stood out as an exception. In her early twenties, she had already earned her place at the table, a testament to her remarkable talent. Ethan settled into the seat next to hers.

the back of Brenna’s chair, a silent

discover that Ethan was one

a single note, infused with passion. He dissected the current economic landscape, unraveling the complexities of market trends, and illuminated the

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returned to his seat, a hint of pride crept into his

don’t let that ego swell too much. But I can’t deny that you were

him a thumbs-up and

was momentarily taken aback.

her lips had met his skin, a rush of joy coursing through him as he

in meetings or hammering out project negotiations, often returning to the hotel well