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.

at her with genuine admiration. “You really can do it all. It seems there’s nothing in

nod. “I can, though it takes a

back to Rosie, his disgust now fully evident.

“No. She’s my uncle’s

colossal warship loomed, cutting through the waves with menacing precision. Several speedboats, swift as arrows loosed from a bow, surged toward the vessel carrying

yet discerned which country’s flag the speedboats bore when a grim and sudden spectacle unfolded before them: the stern-faced bodyguards stationed outside were gunned down one by one, blood and brain matter splattering grotesquely against the glass.

shoot-first-ask-questions-later approach bore the

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It dawned on them 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 firm; though the soldiers had seemed reckless at

the cabin did Ethan and Brenna

was etched with guilt. His hair was singed, and visible burns marred his skin. Ignoring the pain,