The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 671:

Greta leaned in, curiosity buzzing under her skin. Brenna was almost brilliant at everything. Would she also be good at singing?

If that were the case, then life would be so unfair.

Across the room, Patrick sat hunched over his phone, having a video call with Ellie and Thiago. “Brenna’s about to sing. Can you do something to stop her?” he asked.

He couldn’t forget the nights Brenna hummed him to sleep—completely off-key, every note a disaster.

On the screen, Ellie and Thiago lounged in matching linen outfits, sunshine glinting off the waves behind them. Patrick scowled. They had gone on a trip without bringing him along.

Ellie and Thiago burst out laughing. Brenna could do almost anything, but when it came to singing, she was hopeless. Yet she herself didn’t believe she was always off-key when she sang.

Ellie grinned. “Get her to pick up the call; save yourself while you still can.”

eyes wide. “Mommy and Thiago are on the line; they want to talk

eager for Brenna to sing. He shot Patrick a look of

it’s really important. She

want to stop at just one song—she would sing at least ten. That was worse than torture. Patrick believed his ears weren’t ready for

from Brenna’s hands, put it elsewhere, and practically

how narrowly they had

The party rolled on.

magic to

Greta kept sneaking glances toward the door, waiting for Ethan to return. But he never did. Even by the time the party ended around one in the morning, he still

stand. There was no way Brenna would

always paid her employees well—solid salaries and

car until everyone else had