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

sing. He shot Patrick a look of displeasure. “Patrick, let

with determination. “No, Mommy said it’s really important. She has to

Brenna started singing, she wouldn’t want to stop at just one song—she would sing at least ten. That was worse than torture. Patrick believed his ears

he yanked the mic from Brenna’s hands, put it elsewhere, and practically dragged her aside

no clue how narrowly they

The party rolled on.

magic

did. Even by

were swaying just trying to stand. There was no way Brenna would risk letting them

always paid her employees well—solid salaries and hefty

her own car until everyone else had been safely