The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 48

Chapter 48 Two Hundred Million Received

The white horse seemed to be dissatisfied with a single act of retribution. After stomping on Alex once, it reared up again, hooves suspended in the air before crashing down with brutal force–this time, directly onto Alex’s pelvis.

A stunned silence settled over the arena. Every spectator held their breath, eyes locked on Alex, almost rooting for the horse to dole out further punishment.

Though no one could say for sure what had provoked the horse’s sudden aggression, few were inclined to feel sorry for Alex.

Given where the hooves had landed, it was safe to assume Alex wouldn’t be competing for at least two years- possibly even never again if his injury was severe enough.

The crowd was pleased with that.

“Ah!” Alex’s scream ripped through the air, a sharp, guttural cry of pain. His legs, his abdomen–every inch of his lower body felt as though it had been shattered beneath the crushing weight.

Yet, rather than sympathy, the audience erupted in loud cheers.

Event staff and medics rushed toward Alex. Some worked to restrain the still–agitated horse, while others

tended to him.

Meanwhile, the man who had won second place approached the referee, his expression grim. He gestured toward Alex’s right middle finger and mimicked his earlier act of hitting the horse.

The referee didn’t hesitate and declared, “Alex Espinoza is disqualified for using cruel and underhanded tactics in the race. Due to repeated violations of international competition regulations, along with unsportsmanlike behavior and personal attacks, he is permanently banned from entering this country!”

“Congratulations!” As Ethan approached Brenna, his eyes landed on her, still wearing her sleek riding gear. The confidence radiating from her made her the most captivating presence in the arena.

Rosie trailed after him, her jealousy barely concealed. She glanced at Alex, now being carried away, and her expression darkened. She thought Alex was so useless; he couldn’t even defeat someone like Brenna.

She had placed her bets on him winning, yet he had failed miserably.

Wearing a cold, she strode toward Brenna, convinced that Brenna’s victory was nothing more than sheer luck In her mind, Brenna had only won because she had happened to choose the fastest horse. If she had been th one riding it, she would have also won.

She spoke with a faint smile. To the people a bit far from them, it might have looked like she was offering

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congratulations.

“What’s there to be so happy about? It’s just a local horse race, not some world championship. You’re acting like it’s the greatest accomplishment of your life, Brenna. Honestly, it’s embarrassing.”

Brenna met her gaze with calm indifference. “You’re right. Compared to my other awards, this one doesn’t really count for much. Horse riding is just a hobby for me, and I can win some prize money along the way.”

“You!” Rosie seethed, her face twisting with anger.

She had trained tirelessly for over a month, pouring effort into the race, only to fail before even reaching the

finals.

Yet, Brenna had made it sound like it was so easy to win.

What kind of ridiculous statement was that?

What made Rosie angrier was Ethan’s smile. Ever since he saw Brenna today, he hadn’t stopped looking at her

with smiles.

Rosie exclaimed in fury, “Ethan! Look at her! She’s acting so smug over something so trivial. Is that really

necessary?”

But Ethan didn’t even glance at her. Instead, he looked at Brenna, his tone warm. “Your control over the race was impressive–great skills and even better strategy. We should have a friendly match sometime. I’d love to learn something from you. And I promised to treat you to a meal if you win. You can pick the place now.” Rosie, feeling ignored, reached for Ethan’s arm in desperation. Before she could touch him, Neville swiftly stepped in, blocking her. “Miss Harper, Mr. Mitchell has asked not to be disturbed,” he said.

Rosie stomped her foot, frustrated, watching Ethan walk away with Brenna.

Brenna simply shrugged. “Anywhere is fine. I’m starving now,” she replied.

After she had changed out of her riding gear, her phone vibrated with a bank notification. She had received two hundred million.

Her bet had paid off. She had wagered on herself, placing multiple two–thousand–dollar bets.

Determined not to back down, Rosie followed Ethan and Brenna, stealthily snapping photos–one of Brenna walking alongside Ethan and another of Ethan holding the car door open for her. Without hesitation, she sent them to Audrey.

By all accounts, if a marriage alliance were to happen, it should be Audrey who got to marry Ethan, not Brenna. After all, Audrey’s father–Brenna’s uncle–had been the one who had saved Ethan’s father.

Rosie smirked and muttered, “Brenna, if you think marrying Ethan will be that easy, you’re in for a hard lesson.” Becoming part of the Mitchell family wouldn’t be easy for Brenna!

Rosie finally got into her own vehicle after Ethan’s car disappeared from sight.

Sylvie had been injured, and Rosie needed to visit her at the hospital

Sylvie’s injury was because of Brenna, and Rosie intended to make sure Brenna paid for it.