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.

second, he understood—Rosie was about to

fast. With years of training behind them, they instinctively repositioned to form a

closer to Dalton, the wall of dancers closed

by the disruption,

take long for them to realize

celebrity; he was everything. Their star, their fantasy, their dream man. No one

rushed over to

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

Rosie’s eyes frantically scanned the stage, desperate for Dalton’s help.

her cry was lost in the booming

hadn’t even fully unfolded when she was swiftly ushered off the stage. The bouquet she clutched slipped from