The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 803:

Meanwhile, Rosie was still standing at the base of the stairs, completely blocked. She watched as Dalton wrapped up the song and started heading back toward the main stage.

From his seat in the audience, Maxley noticed Rosie’s situation. Without a word, he motioned for his bodyguards to help her.

The men moved quickly, shoving the security guards aside easily.

Rosie didn’t hesitate. She bolted up the stairs.

Dalton, halfway back to the main stage, spotted her. His steps faltered. His eyes darted to the now-toppled security guards and the unfamiliar men holding them down.

understood—Rosie was

instinctively repositioned to form a human barrier to block Rosie. Rosie

of dancers closed in. Several male performers flanked her on all sides, their formation tight and

alerted by the disruption, rushed to the

the runway—noticed the disruption almost immediately. It didn’t take long for them to realize

star, their fantasy, their dream

some rushed

of control as security guards and fans converged on the stage, trapping Rosie in the middle. The audience couldn’t hear what was being said, but it was clear that the fans were not pleased. They didn’t know who Rosie was, and frankly, they didn’t care. To them, she was just another reckless fan with

frantically scanned the stage, desperate for Dalton’s

her voice. But her cry was lost in the booming music and the roaring

even fully unfolded when she was swiftly ushered off the stage. The bouquet she clutched slipped from her grasp and was crushed under the stampede