The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1003:

Unbothered, Brenna looked up just long enough to offer a faint smile. “Yes, quite the coincidence. Tell me, Mrs. Mitchell, are you looking for another match for your son?”

Ellie kept a cold expression, uninterested in conversing with Elsa. She kept her focus fixed on the crab in front of her, peeling each piece for her son with practiced care.

Elsa didn’t admit to anything. She wasn’t foolish enough to give her son any ammunition against her, unsure if Brenna might tell him everything.

A sigh, heavy with feigned regret, escaped Elsa. “It’s such a pity you and my son didn’t work out. Honestly, finding a man of his caliber was not easy for you. You might never find someone as exceptional again. You’re probably going to end up with someone far less remarkable. I know quite a few officers in the military; would you like me to introduce you to some? I’d be happy to make an introduction; just say the word.”

In her mind, she thought of those middle-aged bachelors, unmarried or long widowed, with ugly features that women wouldn’t even want to glance at. She truly believed Brenna was suited for them.

“So? Want me to set you up?” Elsa asked, feigning concern.

She met Elsa’s gaze with an icy stare and answered, “No thanks. I’m already

dismissive laugh bubbled out of Elsa. “Come on now, who do you think you’re fooling? Someone like you, raised by the Barrett family and never given a proper education… Who would even look at you twice? Are you lying just to make yourself feel better, or is this some story you cooked up to save face after getting dumped by my son?

She seized her cola and flung it straight at

Elsa, wide-eyed and stunned, struggling to

Brenna’s face for a second. “Back when I dated your son, I tolerated you for his sake. But that is over. I am no longer in a relationship with your

want her to be your future daughter-in-law, right? Too bad. She’s already

revenge as she turned to Gracie

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in Gracie’s hand, her first instinct to dab at the stain on Elsa’s dress. As soon as Elsa turned her questioning gaze on her, though, Gracie hesitated

every effort to win Elsa’s approval seemed in vain now, especially when Elsa’s