The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1270:

At home, Rosie waited for lunch, expecting Rachael to come back. But soon, it was past one, and Rachael still hadn’t returned.

Rosie called her but got no answer.

Not daring to order takeout, she dug into the fridge, reheating yesterday’s breakfast in the oven and making do with a simple meal.

In the afternoon, she went back to listing her properties online, pricing them slightly below market value.

She needed money urgently but refused to take too big a loss.

Her properties and shops sat in prime locations—each worth over ten million. Together, they could bring in more than a hundred million.

Her mind was made up. Vanland was no longer home. Once she had the money, she would leave for Plieca and never return.

be sold at a meager price, which she found hard

worthless, the land alone should be

a deafening crash snapped her

shattered as a brick broke through and landed

jumped in fright. She’d only been here a day. Had someone

the Harpers’ men? Or

could think further, another

stood still in fear, tears

now

only gave Brenna a small

the window. The barrage of bricks had stopped. From this high up, she couldn’t tell how anyone had managed to throw them

the situation at home no longer felt safe. Quietly, she began packing a few essentials and decided to stay at a hotel. The Empire Hotel seemed

a trending news alert. “The Harper heiress narrowly avoided an acid attack. The perpetrator

be Brenna?” Rosie murmured, tapping