The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 711:

Rosie and Maxley looked deeply offended. Maxley, struggling to maintain his composure, snapped back in the local language, “That’s none of your business! All I want to know is whether you two had anything to do with what happened at that intersection. That night, we were drunk, completely out of it, and the last person we saw was you, Mr. Mitchell.”

Maxley’s fury boiled over. “I know you’re behind this,” he spat. Ethan remained calm. He had indeed orchestrated the situation, but only because Maxley had plotted against him and Brenna first. Maxley and Rosie had simply fallen into his carefully laid trap, outmaneuvered. Did Maxley think finding the culprit would clear his name? How absurd. Had he not considered the consequences when he committed those misdeeds?

From outside came stifled groans and faint sobs, as if someone’s cries had been silenced before they could fully escape.

Maxley didn’t know what had happened, but with Ethan’s group lingering inside and none of his security team rushing to his aid, he sensed something was wrong. Reaching the door, he froze at the sight before him.

One of Ethan’s men was driving a blade into the thigh of Maxley’s chief guard. Blood pooled in the corridor, the air thick with its metallic tang.

clutching their torsos, others gripping their heads, all battered into immobility, incapable

What the hell is going

the knife out and plunging it again into the guard’s thigh. “Talk!” he

body shaking. To him, Neville was nothing short

Maxley and his wife haven’t left the house

but Ethan’s other guards swiftly blocked him. These men in dark suits were ruthless;

??t?st ch?pt?rs in g?lnoνels.???

Maxley stormed back into the room and confronted Ethan with indignation. “Mr. Mitchell, I’m the Prince of Plieca and a respected guest of Vanland. How dare you

you’ve assaulted over a dozen women in Vanland, some underage. Do you want to explain that to the

gave him a cold glance before turning