The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 762:

Ethan glanced at Isabella before retorting to Denis, “Of course, I love Brenna. Are you implying that things are different between you and Miss Barrett?”

His expression shifted, as if something had just clicked. “Ah, that’s right. You’ve been involved with quite a few women lately. You’re quite the romantic, aren’t you? I even heard you’re very close to an actress recently.”noveldrama

Denis loathed Ethan with every fiber of his being. How dare this man air his dirty laundry in public? Still, Denis wasn’t rattled. After all, what wealthy man didn’t have a few women by his side?

With a scoff, he replied, “I could never compete with you, Mr. Mitchell. You have one woman at home and one outside, both hoping to be your wife. I wonder which one will win.”

He turned a derisive look toward Brenna. “Miss Harper, with your background, you wouldn’t stoop to being someone’s mistress, would you?”

Denis flashed a smug smile. “Mr. Mitchell, it seems you and I are not so different.”

Ethan’s expression chilled. “Don’t compare me to you. I’m only with Brenna. And as for the woman at home, she has nothing to do with me.”

He paused, then added, “In case you didn’t know, she is already my sister-in-law.”

Brenna’s eyes drifted across the room and landed on a familiar figure lounging against the bar. It was Jordy. She hadn’t expected him to climb this high, rubbing elbows with Shirie’s four most powerful families at an event like this.

Catching Brenna’s gaze, Jordy lifted his glass and offered her a faint smile. Brenna looked away in disgust, regretting having glanced his way in the first place.

A moment later, Ernst arrived with a short-haired girl wearing a simple jumpsuit with short sleeves and long pants, giving off a fresh, innocent air. It was Lilith.

“Oh, you are here, too,” Brenna said, shifting to make space for Lilith.

Lilith’s eyes lit up as she took in Brenna’s outfit. “You look absolutely amazing tonight. Your brother picked out a dress for me, but it showed way too much skin for my comfort. I couldn’t bring myself to wear it. And now that I’m here and everyone’s glammed up like you, I feel so out of place.” She let out an awkward laugh, clearly self-conscious.

“Don’t worry,” Brenna said. “Just wear whatever makes you comfortable. Forget what anyone else thinks.”

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Lilith gestured toward a nearby table. “There’s cake over there. Do you want to try some?”

“Alright,” Brenna said, happy to go along. She appreciated that Lilith didn’t seem intimidated or insecure around her. Moreover, she had noticed that no one seemed to recognize Lilith. She clearly didn’t belong to the same elite social circle and wasn’t blending in with the high-society crowd.

“Miss Harper, do you mind telling me how much you intend to donate?” A staff member approached Brenna with a courteous smile. “We are finalizing the totals to announce later.” Everyone at the event was expected to donate.

Brenna reached into her clutch, pulled out a neatly folded document, and handed it over without a word. The staff member opened the paper, and their expression flickered with surprise as they scanned the amount and specifics of the donation. They then looked at Brenna with respect. “Thank you for your generosity, Miss Harper. On behalf of the people in the disaster-affected regions, we want to thank you.”

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