The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 812:

One of them stepped forward and asked, “Miss, are you here for entertainment or looking for someone?”

Brenna gave them a cool look. The way they stood—firm and alert—suggested they had either received training in fighting or had a military background. Choosing not to create any trouble, she answered their question and provided the private room number where Ethan was supposed to be.

One guard spoke into the intercom on his shoulder. After checking with someone on the sixth floor, he finally stepped aside and let Brenna through. The moment Brenna stepped inside, she was hit by the overwhelming display of wealth mixed with indecency. Even in the elevator, a half-dressed woman clung to a man’s side while his hands roamed her back without shame. Neither of them seemed to care who was watching.

Brenna, repulsed, reached into her purse, pulled out a mask, and slipped it over her face. She also put on sunglasses, as if shielding herself from what she was looking at.

A deep crease formed between her brows. Why on earth would Ethan choose a place like this for business?

her here to pull Ethan out

doors slid open on the sixth floor, her senses were assaulted again. Both sides of the hallway were lined with women in provocative outfits, leaning casually against the walls. The

up for sale. They lined the hallway on either side, silent, ready to be called the

Brenna, eyes full of envy, noting her graceful

appearing somewhat out of place here.

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steps away. His face was serious, and his tone was apologetic. “I’m really sorry to drag you into a place like this, but I didn’t have any other option. If you don’t come, I don’t know how Mr. Mitchell could get out of here without doing anything

her face grew colder. “Why would he choose to be in a place like

a choice. The client demanded it. This deal involves tens of billions and affects several companies in Eshowana. If it weren’t for the stakes, we would’ve picked a proper place for the meeting ourselves. Once you’re inside,

the room, Neville continued,