The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 820:

One person falling sick could be a coincidence, but several, all at once? Clearly, someone was behind this.

Was Percy behind this, hoping to teach him a lesson? Or was someone else playing their own game?

Ethan made a mental note to find out about it later.

Dragging himself into the elevator, he leaned against the mirrored wall, visibly unsteady. Inside, a small group of women immediately took notice of him. His distant look and flushed cheeks, paired with his striking features, intrigued them.

The women daringly sidled up to him.

“Hey there, gorgeous. How about we go upstairs and have a little fun?” one said, her sultry voice barely louder than a whisper, her lips nearly brushing his cheek.

With zero patience left, Ethan shoved her back with a scowl. “Get lost.”

his voice startled her. “No need to be a jerk just because you’re not

woman beside her grumbled, “Acting like

made it crystal clear—he wanted to be left

cool night air, the

known it was a luxury car, I wouldn’t have accepted the job.” Most designated drivers were

sir. You’d better find someone else to do

reply before turning around and speeding off on his

sigh and then pulled out his phone to

magical tales on

get me,” he said softly into the receiver, his voice raspy. His eyes narrowed as he looked up at the night sky, the faint blush on his

she heard Ethan’s voice on the line, she felt like he was deliberately seducing

happened to you?” Brenna asked, her brows knitting as she registered the husky softness in his tone; it wasn’t how Ethan

too much and can’t drive. The designated driver saw my car and ran off,” Ethan poked at his phone screen, taking a while to