The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 608:

Brenna cut her off, her tone blunt and unyielding. “But what? The last thing Grandpa said before he passed was that the Harper Group must never be divided. If you insist on tearing it apart, you’re defying his wishes.”

Rosie was taken aback. She had never anticipated that Brenna, who typically kept to herself and always seemed indifferent to this kind of thing, would be the first to challenge her. Since when did someone who had only returned to the family a few months ago have the gall to interfere in this?

“This is the Harper family’s business. Who do you think you are to meddle?” Rosie shot back, her anger igniting. “You’re just worried I’ll slice into the inheritance and shrink your own share, aren’t you? Stop pretending you are doing this for the family; you are selfish!”

Brenna had braced herself for that very response. Everyone in the Harper family was currently burdened with guilt over Luther’s death. Even Tessa remained in the hospital, unaware that Luther had passed. Aside from Brenna, no one in the family would stand up to Rosie. If Rosie insisted on claiming her shares, they might actually let her take them.

That was why Brenna had to take a stand.

was Shepard. For the past two decades, ever since Luther had stepped down as president of the Harper Group, Shepard had poured his heart and soul into running the company. To him, the

away that much money, it could spell disaster for

the Harper Group’s cash flow was far from plentiful.

hoped that Brenna could persuade

Brenna’s determined stance, a flicker of hope ignited within him. Perhaps Brenna, who

has the right to interfere. You and I are both Grandpa’s granddaughters. Why do you get to do whatever you want, even if it means pushing Grandpa to death? Why can’t

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to cause Grandpa’s death! Why do you keep mentioning that? What do you want from me? Should I die to atone for it? How can you

noticed this side of Brenna before? What had

others, even if she had to wield guilt like a weapon to