The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1167:

A nervous laugh slipped out of Mack. “That is not true. I have never hit you. I always looked out for you. When you were hungry, I gave you food in secret.” He would not admit that he had hit her before. He knew confessing would ruin any shot at getting hired.

It was impossible for him to understand why Isabella had landed a job that paid thirty thousand a month while he was not even offered an interview. The sarcasm in Brenna’s voice left no doubt—she had no intention of giving him a job.

He grew anxious.

“Brenna, let us just forget what happened in the past. I swear I will treat you well from now on.” Falling to his knees, Mack pleaded, “Please. I just need a job. Hit me if you want; yell at me if you have to. I will not fight back.” He loathed begging, but after…

Spending weeks going from one company to another and being rejected from every position, Mack was out of options.

Brenna was his only hope.

on your knees? I expected you to ask like a grown man. I cannot use someone who acts

began striking his own face. “I am nothing but garbage. Less than a person. You are a kind person, Brenna. Please do not hold grudges against me.

slap, each

and desperate, he reached for her wrist, begging, “Hit me all you want. Just give

hand free, arching an eyebrow.

will not protest,” Mack answered, convinced that she would go easy on him. He remembered all those years Brenna had stayed quiet and never fought

word, Brenna crossed the room, pulled a phone charging cable from her bag, gave it a gentle tug, and chuckled

rigid. She actually meant it. The thought of

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practiced flick, she struck his cheek using the cable, leaving a

cried out, “That hurts! You

to block her attack, only for the cord to hit