The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1019:

Morning came quickly. After finishing breakfast, Brenna was ready to get into her car, heading out for work as usual. To her surprise, there were already two bodyguards inside the car—one manned the wheel, while the other took the passenger seat.

“She is really serious about this. She actually arranged for bodyguards to escort me,” Brenna muttered, sliding into the backseat.

Midday rolled around, and Brenna made her way to the cafeteria. She usually shared meals with Thiago, Tommy, and Joe, and today, she followed the same routine.

The Mitchell Group cafeteria provided an impressive selection of dishes. With skilled chefs and decent prices, Brenna had no shortage of options for lunch. As she sat down with her food, a familiar figure caught her eye. Gracie was here.

She hadn’t expected to spot Gracie at the Mitchell Group. For a moment, she wondered why Gracie wasn’t busy trying to save the Wilson Group. How did she even find time to drop by and spend time with Ethan?

all but gone. Thiago caught her reaction and tried to offer comfort. “Don’t let it get to you. Ethan’s not in the company today. Gracie is eating lunch with Milton and the

toward Milton’s table, which wasn’t far from where they sat. Glancing in that direction, Brenna saw Gracie seated with the

looking like they

crisis, looked especially troubled. After spotting Brenna, he turned to Gracie and the others. “Ms. Harper is here as well. People say she knows her way around finance. Maybe she could lend

Mr. Mitchell and her. She won’t help us. She might even get

could hardly hide his frustration. “So what now? We’re running on fumes here. No matter how much money we throw at this, the Wilson Group just keeps sinking. Without a trillion, there’s no hope. Might as well call it quits.” Milton had already warned Ethan that

Please, I need your help.” Gracie’s voice trembled, tears slipping down her cheeks. She pushed her plate away, unable to eat. Not long ago, she had believed herself to be a financial whiz, a natural in business, thinking she could pull the Wilson Group back

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had only managed to slow the downward spiral of Wilson Group’s stock. From the moment the market opened that morning, their shares

every time she called, he told her to ask Milton for