The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 659:

Stepping out of the car, Elsa clutched her purse and fixed her eyes on the Mitchell Group’s looming front doors. From somewhere inside her bag, a muffled ringtone buzzed to life. With each step toward the building, her thoughts tangled around one central mission—teaching Brenna a lesson. She would kick Brenna out of the building. She didn’t want her anywhere near her son.

Several tactics flashed through her mind, but none felt quite right yet. She had no intention of causing a spectacle. That wasn’t her style. She just wanted her disdain toward Brenna to be clear, sharp, and public. She planned to strip Brenna of dignity in front of everyone at the Mitchell Group.

She didn’t just want Brenna gone. She wanted Brenna to feel humiliated enough to leave Ethan on her own. She had once been made a fool in front of the Russell family because of Brenna, and that wound still festered. Now, it was Brenna’s turn to feel that same burn. But that wasn’t the end of it. She had every intention of destroying Brenna’s reputation in the industry, too.

She reached into her bag, pulled out the ringing phone, and paused mid-step to take the call. “Mom?”

dear… I’m not feeling well. Your brother’s not at home. Could you come over

Elsa’s chest. “Mom, what’s going on? Are you okay? Do I need

most people envied, but age had its risks. Elsa was still worried about her.

knew how to put on an act better than most actors. Her voice softened, just the right touch of frailty. “I’m just dizzy. And my fingers are tingling. Maybe it’s my blood pressure acting up again. Just come

the building, her fingers twitching with the urge to storm inside. But then, she thought of Belén. If something happened to her mother while she was busy confronting Brenna, she would live with regret

made a decision. She turned back, slipped behind

is your

and she needed to

where they had been before the crisis hit. Still, it wasn’t enough to put her at ease. Spencer had poured in too much capital to settle for moderate gains. For the returns to match his gamble, the price had to rise at least ten percent