The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1275:

They spoke casually, unaware that Rosie was listening in.

Rage flared in Rosie’s chest. She slipped quietly back to her room, careful not to be caught eavesdropping.

Standing in front of the mirror, her reflection staring back at her, she muttered to herself, “Why? We’re both Harpers. Why does Brenna get everything handed to her while I have nothing? They give her companies like it’s nothing, but what about me? They don’t give me anything! Is it because my parents died early? Do they think that gives them the right to hand my shares to someone else? If my parents were still alive, I’d have shares, companies, property, and their love. But now? Everyone treats me like I don’t matter. They’ll pay for this. I’ll take back what’s mine. I won’t let anyone step on me again!”

The next morning, Tessa, awake at six as usual, decided to check on Rosie. Rosie’s door stood slightly open. As Tessa reached for it, the sound of quiet sobs stopped her. She froze, listening.

“Mom, Dad, why did you leave so soon? Why didn’t you take me with you instead of leaving me here to suffer? I’m useless. I’m stupid. I couldn’t even protect what belonged to us—our shares, taken by my cousins. I can’t bring myself to ask them to give them back since Grandpa allowed it. I wish I could be with you. I wouldn’t have to endure this anymore.”

slowly, guilt

too much,” she muttered to

her back to the door, clutching what

chest tightened. Rosie had always kept her pain to herself, never letting it show. Tessa believed that, with Rosie’s parents gone, if she didn’t

story is

mine? Why did Grandpa give them to my cousins instead? I’m

still have a few shares left. They say I’ll have to hand them back when I go back to Plieca, but they’ve promised me an allowance every year. It’s not fair, but I’ll listen to Grandpa. I won’t

photo face-down. “Grandma, when did you get here?” She then tried to smile through her tears. “I’m fine,

unfairly. Hold on to the shares you have. No

her heart aching for the girl who had endured relentless taunts, offered solace in the quiet sanctuary