The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184 Should We Ask Miss Hewitt For Help

Rachael stood frozen in shock as Rosie was soaked in foul–smelling waste. It took her a moment to process what had happened. By the time she did, the person responsible had already vanished down the hospital corridor.

She was stunned, unable to move for a moment. She didn’t know what to do with Rosie, who was covered with filth now.

Rosie kept screaming. Her voice drew a crowd of doctors, nurses, and patients.

The young nurse and the older head nurse looked at her with apparent disgust. Neither of thern showed the slightest bit of sympathy. Two junior nurses lingered by the door, whispering as they pointed at Rosie.

“So that’s Rosie Harper? Serves her right for being so mean.”

“Look at her now. That’s karma if I’ve ever seen it.”

Just then, the head nurse scowled and said, “Clean her up now. We’ll disinfect the area later. This is disgusting. What terrible luck for this hospital to have a patient like her. Get moving before the germs could spread!”

A doctor showed up moments later but didn’t bother coming any closer to Rosie to check on her. He took one look at her from the doorway and walked away.

Rosie caught the stares from the other patients and their families gathered near her door. Their faces twisted with revulsion. She felt so filthy that, for a split second, she wanted to jump out the window. But she didn’t want to die just because of this.

Some in the crowd recognized her since she had been treading online. One person quietly snapped a photo of her. Within minutes, it was online and spreading fast.

On the top floor of the Mitchell Group building, Ethan had just returned from the conference room when Neville approached him with a tablet.

Neville said, “Mr. Mitchell, as you instructed, we’ve circulated the news about Rosie on social media and the major local forums. There are already hundreds of thousands of negative comments flooding in.”

Ethan took the tablet and glanced at the posts. His face remained expressionless. Neville couldn’t tell if the outcome had met his expectations.

After a pause, Neville continued, “Some netizens, claiming they’re driven by justice, have even found Rosie’s contact information and home address. Now-”

Ethan gave a slight nod and raised a hand to interrupt him. “Got it.”

He looked uninterested in hearing the rest.

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After a pause, he asked, “How’s that shipment of ours?”

Neville replied, “It’s not good. The shipment was taken away. I’ve already contacted the Ward family, but they’re refusing to return it. They claim it belongs to them. Our team in Norview tried negotiating with them several times, but they got thrown out and even beaten up by the Ward family. The Wards warned us that if we keep pushing, we’re asking for trouble.”

Ethan’s expression darkened. The shipment contained several tons of rare minerals vital to their operations. The materials were nearly impossible to source locally. He had spent years arranging for that cargo overseas. Now, before it even cleared the port, the Ward family had snatched it.

Ethan said, “This won’t stand. That shipment is too important. Book me a flight to Norview. I’ll deal with this personally.”

“Understood. I’ll book it now and go with you in the morning tomorrow.” Neville looked at Ethan, waiting for his response. This trip was dangerous. The Ward family held serious sway in Norview. Their power made them nearly untouchable there.

He added, “I’ll also have our bodyguards ready. We’ll head there together.”

Neville paused for a moment, images of past encounters with the Ward family flickering in his mind. The Ward family members were ruthless and had strong ties in both military and political circles. Reclaiming the

shipment wouldn’t be easy.

After a moment’s hesitation, he asked, “Should we ask Miss Hewitt for help?”

Ethan frowned. “Only if we’ve got no other option. She’s like a leech, impossible to shake off. I don’t want to cowe her any favors. The Hewitts might be powerful, but we’re not weak.”

Neville nodded in resignation. He knew how stubborn Ethan could be. The man never wavered, except when it came to Brenna. With her, he always seemed more patient.

Neville said, “Alright. I’ll get everything ready.”

Ethan acknowledged with a nod, then reached for his phone to call Brenna.

Brenna was sketching designs on her computer, working on a fighter jet’s outline.

Dissatisfied with the design, she kept changing it.

When her phone rang, she put it on speaker. The sound of Ethan’s deep, steady voice pulled her out of her slump. Just hearing him made her spirit lift.

“Have you eaten?” Ethan gently asked.

Brenna replied, “Just finished eating. What about you?”

After some casual chatting, Brenna ended the call with Ethan. She set her phone down, then noticed the flood of notifications lighting up her screen, all tied to the Harper Group and Rosie.

“Who’s helping me get revenge? They’ve posted so many negative things about Rosie,” Brenna muttered with a sneer while clicking through the posts.