The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1243:

Gracie’s body ached, her face swollen and bruised, but thankfully, she had only soft tissue injuries, no fractures.

She shook her head weakly. “I don’t know, Ethan. I would rather die now…” She started crying.

Ethan’s gaze was cold. “There are guards outside. Rest well. I have things to handle.”

Gracie felt too ashamed to ask him to stay after what she had done last night. After Ethan left, her phone rang. Seeing the familiar number, she answered the call with trembling hands.

“Well, Gracie, are you selling the shares?” Jed Gordon’s cold voice sent a chill through Gracie, nearly making her drop the phone.

“You were behind the matter?” she asked, suspecting he had orchestrated the attack.

“Does it matter? I’m offering fifty billion for the shares. Will you sell?”

“Yes,” Gracie replied.

salaries were disbursed, her phone buzzed with a bank notification as she left work, confirming a

such earnings

Isabella strode home with a buoyant gait, eager to mark the occasion by purchasing some

and bought plenty of groceries before going home. Upon reaching her doorstep,

It was Ruby’s voice.

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couch, engrossed in his phone, his expression souring at the question. “No, Mom, leave me alone. I’m convinced the Harper family has blacklisted me across Shirie. No company in this city

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the Harpers held

a rideshare service? Your dad did it and brought in over 10,000 dollars a month. It could ease our financial strain and improve our

to be the vice president of the Barrett Group, rubbing elbows with Shirie’s elite. I can’t