The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 666:

Still, Greta kept her dissatisfaction to herself and turned to Brenna. “Brenna, they say the roasted lamb here is out of this world. How about we order some?”

Tommy said, “I’ve already ordered some. Roasted lamb needs preordering, and it’s probably ready now. Everyone, we can dig in tonight!”

Nearby colleagues joined the chatter, buzzing about the roasted lamb’s hefty price tag.

As they stepped into the reserved private room, a sprawling 200-square-meter space, the group of nearly sixty felt at ease. The room was spacious enough for them.

Greta hovered near Brenna, saying, “Brenna, I had no clue Mr. Mitchell owned this place. No wonder everything’s so top-tier.”

Brenna gave a nonchalant nod. “Yeah, I didn’t even know they made roasted lamb here, or how many ventures Ethan’s got going.”

with beer, followed by others bearing roasted lamb and an array of skewers. The scent of delicious food flooded

another glance at the door. Ethan hadn’t shown up yet, but she didn’t dare ask Brenna when he would be coming. Since Brenna, Ethan’s

Brenna’s word that he would

spirits, singing, drinking, and chatting. Greta stuck by Brenna, eagerly serving her skewers and slicing lamb for her

Ethan

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lively, youthful crowd, giving Greta a brief

skewers, and fetched beer for Ethan,

or Ethan sense her intentions, masking her actions

and Joe weren’t