The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 901:

Only the living room and bedroom walls needed fresh paint, and the workers promised to finish in three days. All the new materials were eco-friendly, ensuring the space would be ready as soon as the paint dried.

Back in his early business struggles, Gracie’s support had been invaluable. She had brought in vital investors and guided him through rough patches. Now, as she was coming for her own ambitions, Ethan felt it was only right to give her a warm welcome. Gazing out over the city from the floor-to-ceiling windows, he spoke softly into the phone, “I’m not home right now. I won’t be able to drive you to the company.”

Not a flicker of disappointment crossed Brenna’s face. She didn’t press him for an explanation. After all, even though Ethan lived in the same neighborhood, they didn’t often commute together.

Most mornings, Brenna would make her way to the Mitchell Group on her own, as Ethan’s work often took him to branch offices or out of town.

Brenna didn’t overthink it and simply assumed Ethan was busy. “That’s fine. I’ll drive myself,” she said, her voice calm and clear. As soon as the call ended, she went to the garage, slid into her car, and drove to work.

Group building, the clock had passed nine. Morning traffic had thinned, yet the lobby remained lively. People in crisp suits bustled through the doors, some toting boxes, while others teamed up to load packages into the waiting elevators. “Let’s make sure nothing gets scratched,” cautioned one man in a navy suit,

continued, each carrying something new. Brenna spotted stacks of office supplies among the deliveries. The sight made her wonder—was someone joining the upper ranks of the Mitchell

She simply stood quietly, watching the flurry of

filled up with people carrying items. Seeing that it was crowded, Brenna decided to take a

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reached her office, she found Lorna already finished with the morning tidying-up, carrying

gestured toward the nearby coffee table as she explained,

from distant cities, fancy ornaments, bottles of perfume, and a few

I see,” Brenna said. Usually, she checked each item herself, handing off snacks to the staff, keeping anything pretty for her office, and sending the rest down to