The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104 The Clothes

Are Ruined

Rosie smiled at Ethan, convinced she was presenting her most captivating self today. She couldn’t understand why, despite her upbringing as the daughter of a rich family, Ethan would choose Brenna, a woman defined by her hardships and humble nature.

Since Ethan’s proposal to Brenna the previous evening, Rosie had been puzzling over Brenna’s charm compared to her own.

With sincerity, Rosie offered an invitation to Ethan.

Ethan, in turn, glanced at Brenna, valuing her opinion. “What do you think?” he asked.

Rosie was infuriated. Even for such a minor decision, Ethan sought Brenna’s approval. It seemed she was very important to him.

She masked her irritation, maintaining her poise.

With a cool smile, Rosie addressed Brenna, saying, “You don’t mind if Ethan joins us in our home, do you?”

Brenna responded in a calm tone, “Of course, I don’t mind.”

Ethan’s joy was evident; Brenna’s acceptance reinforced his belief that she truly accepted him as her future husband–a significant acknowledgment.

Rosie’s anger erupted when she saw Ethan’s pleased expression. Having known him since childhood, she had never received such warmth from him; he had always been distant and reserved toward her. This only deepened her resentment toward Brenna, particularly when she saw her with Ethan.

Catching Rosie’s expression, Brenna gave a small, knowing smile and said, “Let’s all go in together.”

Then, Brenna casually looped her arm through Ethan’s as they walked in, openly displaying their closeness.

Rosie, following behind, could hardly contain her frustration and stomped her foot as she followed.

The living room was empty. Shepard and Giselle had stepped out for a walk after dinner, and Dalton was occupied upstairs, talking business with his manager.

The household staff, having completed their duties, were now enjoying their leisure time.

Ethan was quite familiar with the Harper family. He and Ernst were peers and often crossed paths in the business world due to their executive roles in their respective companies.

He knew Dalton only casually and wasn’t very familiar with him. After looking around and seeing that no one was coming downstairs, he became aware of how silent the house was.

He wandered through the living room and eventually settled onto the couch. Brenna found herself at a loss for

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words, struggling to find a light topic to ease the awkward atmosphere.

She asked calmly, “Would you like to drink something?”

Ethan responded affirmatively, “Yes, I am a bit thirsty.”

In the pantry, Brenna spotted coffee beans, freshly squeezed orange juice, an assortment of yogurts, and even beer in the refrigerator.

She couldn’t quite decide what Ethan might like, but since they had just eaten, she figured juice would be a good option.

After pouring two glasses of juice, she carried them back.

Ethan reclined on the couch, his legs stretched out in front of him, while a plate of sliced fruit lay on the coffee table. Nearby, Rosie eagerly suggested, “Ethan, try some of the fruit. My parents are probably on their walk now.”

Ethan remained disinterested in engaging with Rosie, maintaining a cold expression. However, his mood lightened when Brenna returned with the juice, and he accepted it, saying, “I was just thinking about having orange juice.”

Rosie felt increasingly ignored, realizing her attempts to disrupt Ethan and Brenna’s relationship were useless. Her efforts only made her look embarrassed, providing Brenna with amusement. With a frustrated snort, Rosie

glared at Brenna and then stormed off to her room.

Brenna, fingers brushing her ring, sensed the urgency to make things clear with Ethan.

She said, “I need to talk to you about something.”

Ethan was on the verge of suggesting they finalize the wedding plans soon. He said, “Go ahead. What is it?”

Brenna was aware that her coming words might wound Ethan’s ego, yet she felt compelled to be honest about

her feelings–or lack thereof.

She began, “We need to discuss our relationship—”

“Ah-”

Before she could finish speaking, Rosie’s scream from upstairs cut through the silence. Brenna narrowed her

eyes toward the staircase, puzzled by the commotion above.

Soon, servants appeared from different parts of the house and ascended the stairs, led by Rachael.

Brenna rose to her feet and said, “Let me see what’s happening first.”