We will always try to update and open chapters as soon as possible every day. Thank you very much, readers, for always following the website!

The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1374
  • Background
    Font family
    Font size
    Line hieght
    Full frame
    No line breaks
  • Next Chapter

Chapter 1374:

“How long has he been using?” Brenna asked, her eyes fixed on the pills in Sanford’s hand.

“Almost a year,” Isabella replied. “He took the money my dad leftand burned through it on that junk. Now he

won't stop askingfor money, always saying he’s broke.”

After a pause, she asked, “Brenna, do you wantto get someone to get rid of him?”

“Nah. This is better. Let him sink on his own. He can feel the world’s cruelty piece by piece. He hasn't suffered

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

nearly enough yet.”

Isabella could tell Brenna still believed Mack was getting off too easy. She was already thinking of ways to stir up

trouble for him.

“Let's go inside and grab a drink.” Brenna stepped out of the car with Isabella. Together, they walked inside.

The Imperial Bar's lobby manager spotted Brenna at once and hurried over. “Miss Harper, letshow you to Mr.

Mitchell's exclusive private room.”

Brenna’s eyes swept the hall until she found Mack. He was in a circular booth, plastering on fake smiles while

perched on Sanford’s lap.

The manager caught the direction of her gaze but couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

After a pause, he gestured toward a semi-open room upstairs. “How about up there, Miss Harper?”

Brenna looked up. From that spot, she would have a perfect view of Mack. “Sure,” she said. “Lead the way.”

Brenna didn’t linger at the bar. After downing a couple of orange juices and catching up with Isabella, she called

it a night and headed home.

Back at home, she noticed Ethan had sent over a flurry of pictures, every shot featuring a round-cheeked baby.

FirSt [Jtory release at [JOtnov[jlJ.com

A message then popped up from Ethan. “Guess what? I'm an uncle now!”

Brenna replied, “Congratulations! We need to go meet this little cutie soon.”

“How about the day after tomorrow?” Ethan responded almost instantly.

ot

.e*