The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 712

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Chapter 712: Rosie recoiled under his stare, her words dying in her throat. She watched helplessly as Ethan left, Brenna at his side. She wanted to ask about his injuries but couldn't summon the courage.

Inside the car, Brenna turned to Ethan. "It probably wasn't them. The police haven't shared any findings yet." From the driver's seat, Neville spoke up. “I'll have answers by tonight. The account that wired money to Jane's was opened at an international bank in Plieca. Our contacts there are already investigating. We'll know something by seven tomorrow morning." Ethan considered this, then said, "Could it be Edward's people?" Brenna shook her head. "Doubtful. I was in Norview recently-Edward's operations and assets have been gutted and absorbed. Whatever's left shouldn't have the resources for this. The person who attackedwith acid is still in the hospital, and the police are investigating. I'm sure we'll have answers soon." Instead of returning to the hospital, Ethan headed to his house near Brenna's place.

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When Brenna got home, Patrick was already asleep.

She showered, mentally piecing together the day's chaotic events. The more she reflected, the more tangled everything seemed.

The next day, Brenna rose early and went to Patrick's room. "Patrick, we almost had an accident yesterday. Stay htoday. Do not go out to play, okay?" Still groggy, Patrick nodded. "Okay." Young as he was, he knew he couldn't protect himself. Another kidnapping might not end as fortunately as his last, when he had escaped unharmed.

Brenna headed downstairs for breakfast and spoke to Julia. “Keep a close watch on Patrick today. Don't let him leave the house." Julia nodded. "Don't worry. I'll make sure he's safe." Stories live now on gVlnovlsJust as breakfast was served, Ethan arrived.

With a playful smirk, he plopped down beside Brenna. “I'm here to eat breakfast. I'm too lazy to cook." His sly look at Brenna carried a clear implication, which she caught instantly.

"I'm not feeding you," she said quickly.

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Ethan genuinely enjoyed the warmth of the Harper household and admired how Giselle and Shepard raised their children. Despite their wealth and social standing, the couple was grounded and easy to talk to. They never pushed their children into rigid paths or forced them into roles they didn't want.

Take Ernst, for example. He had a knack for business, so the Harpers om handed him the reins of the company. Dalton, on the other hand, was drawn to acting, so they encouraged him to pursue a career in the entertainment industry.

This was nothing like Ethan's upbringing. His parents had made their decision early. He and his m brother were destined for the military in their eyes, whether they liked it or not. Because of this, Ethan dreaded going back home. It wasn't that he looked down on the military-he respected it—but he simply didn't want that life for himself. Across the table, Brenna caught sight of his bandaged arm. Without a word, she stood and fetched a set of utensils. She placed them in front of him and even passed the fork into his hand. Ethan beamed. "Thanks."

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