The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1242:

“Back off,” Ethan said, his tone cold as steel.

He swiftly deleted the photo and checked for any backups. Satisfied there were none, he tossed the phone back to her.

“At first light, you’re going back to your place. Don’t ever step foot in my house again.” His voice hardened. “If you do something like this again, you’ll be sent back to Norview.”

Gracie bit her lip, feigning hurt, as if Ethan were the one in the wrong. “I was just scared, Ethan. I feel safe with you. I love you…” Seizing his brief distraction, she lunged at him.

Ethan dodged before she could reach him, and Gracie stumbled, collapsing onto the bed, her body shaking with sobs.

Ethan grabbed some clothes from the closet, slung them over his arm, and left without a word.

Gracie stared after him, despair in her voice. “Do you really hate me that much?” Ethan stormed out of the house, not even changing his clothes, and drove to a different apartment of his. He showered repeatedly, scrubbing hard to erase any trace of Gracie’s scent on him.

still felt Gracie’s scent lingering. If Brenna found out about this,

retreated to her room, consumed by regret. She shouldn’t have acted so rashly or listened to Rosie’s advice. She knew Rosie was trouble, yet she had followed her advice anyway.

her until

breakfast and drove to the office, her mind racing with how to

black sedan suddenly veered dangerously close, forcing her

the latest

you blind?” she

prepared to confront the driver, several masked men in black emerged from that car and the cars nearby, wielding metal pipes. She

quickly began smashing

impacts only grew louder, with the glass threatening to break

scared to step out. She fumbled for her phone to call Ethan but dropped it

The attackers yanked open the door,

ball on the ground, their blows unyielding

it could