The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 961:

Brenna let out a skeptical laugh. “You’ve met plenty of CEOs, and some are very attractive women. I’ve never seen you throw them a welcome party, stay out drinking late with them, or personally drive them home.”

Her voice turned sharp. “You claim it’s just friendship, and I trust that. But why would you move out of your home of years to let her stay there? Are you that generous? She’s the Wilson family’s daughter; can’t she afford her own place or a hotel? Does she really need you to provide accommodation?”

Ethan fumbled for words for a moment, finally explaining, “She has severe cleanliness issues and finds hotels too unsanitary.”

Brenna shook her head, unconvinced. “Hotels today are spotless. Why can’t she manage? And if she’s so particular, why is your old place fine for her?”

Ethan’s response sounded feeble even to himself. “I got all new supplies and sanitized everything to her standards…”

After a pause, he said, “Brenna, I only see her as a friend, nothing more. Haven’t I shown that these past few days? What else do you want from me?” Ethan let his emotions spill out. His voice carried a sharp edge, tinged with irritation; he believed that Brenna was blowing things out of proportion.

gaze turning cold. “You think I’m overreacting, making a fuss for no reason, don’t you? Well, you don’t have to endure it anymore. Let’s break

nearby, clearly listening in. They scattered at her approach. Outside, Ethan, seething, slammed his fist against

back into his vehicle and drove

the stairs, their faces etched with worry, particularly Giselle’s.

car. Bring it in for me; it’s a gift for my mother.” She then said, “I’m exhausted.” With that,

shook her head. “I’ve never thought Ethan was right for

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continued, “I know someone dependable who would be perfect for Brenna. When she’s in a better headspace, I’ll arrange for them to meet.” Shepard exhaled heavily. “She’s still young; there’s no hurry for marriage.

nonchalantly sent one hundred thousand dollars to a contact, a sly grin spreading across her face. “I can’t believe they actually had an argument.

intrigued, leaned in. “Who are you talking