The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 587:

The question hung in the air, her mind still reeling. Lock picking…

Lock picking was a skill typically reserved for burglars—how on earth did Brenna know how to do it?

Brenna scoffed. “Have you forgotten what I studied in school? I majored in mechanical design. The structure of those handcuffs is basic. Unlocking them was child’s play. I could crack a safe just as easily.”

She shook her head in mild exasperation. “With your level of foolishness, you should never have crossed me. Stop overestimating yourself.”

Ethan stepped forward, his expression cold as he aimed the gun at Rosie. Given her history of manipulation, he knew better than to trust her.

Brenna, twirling the steel needle effortlessly between her fingers, moved to Ethan and unlocked his cuffs in one smooth motion.

“You really can do it all. It seems there’s nothing

“I can, though it takes a

back to Rosie, his disgust now fully evident. “Should we

with composed certainty. “No. She’s

a bow, surged toward the vessel carrying Ethan and Brenna. Soldiers clad in camouflage stood aboard,

the stern-faced bodyguards stationed outside were gunned down

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just how narrowly they had escaped death—had they hesitated even a second longer, they would have been riddled with bullets. Fortunately, the cabin walls held

Neville into the cabin

burns marred his skin. Ignoring the pain,