The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 801:

By now, night had settled in, and it was close to 7 p.m. The concert was minutes from starting. Most of the fans had already gone into the stadium, leaving the entrance area nearly empty.

Rosie bought two glow sticks at the gate and passed one to Maxley. Arm in arm, they made their way inside.

Their seats were in the inner rows, close to the stage, though not quite near Brenna’s section.

Brenna, meanwhile, was fixated on her screen, eyes locked on the Harper Group’s statement and Rosie’s post. The stadium buzzed with noise around her, and she hadn’t noticed Rosie’s presence in the crowd.

Onstage, a wave of performers moved in perfect sync, their energy lighting up the arena and stirring the audience to life. Fans were on the edge of their seats, counting down to Dalton’s arrival. The moment the concert began, the crowd exploded. Brenna had never seen anything like it; Dalton’s popularity was undeniable.

every word and screamed Dalton’s name, and some women even cried uncontrollably after shaking his hand, completely overwhelmed by emotions. Brenna didn’t

hand, was displeased by

heard a few of his songs. They were

how his fans take it when the truth drops that he snatched his sister’s shares. Will they keep worshiping him, or will they turn on him completely? By then, Dalton’s image will

was lost in the performance, eyes glued to Dalton, waving his

sleeve a small tug, frowning. “Seriously? Is his

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in Plieca, too,” Maxley admitted, not looking away. “People there love the theme songs he sings; they’re actually pretty good.” Realizing that he had

instantly. So what if Dalton was an international superstar? She refused to recognize his so-called talent, no matter

that impressive?” she muttered, standing up with a huff. “I’m