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The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1246
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Chapter 1246:

More startling was the revelation that Gracie had sold Mitchell Group shares ten days ago.

Brenna’s mind raced. Did Ethan know about this?

After a moment's reflection, Brenna took the elevator to the ninety-ninth floor, the recording device tucked safely

in her bag.

Ethan had just stepped out of a meeting and was headed to the employee cafeteria for lunch.

“Care to joinfor a bite?” Brenna approached him.

“Ethan!” Gracie also walked over, her smile radiant.

Lately, with Elsa busy caring for her ailing mother, it had becdifficult for Gracie to remain alone at Ethan's

place, so she had no choice but to return to her own apartment.

Without anyone threatening her, she found her life much more peaceful now. With a tidy fortune nestled in her

bank account, she had settled her debts and secured enough to live comfortably for the rest of her life.

Today, she was in a good mood; her project was flourishing, and even the old animosity she harbored toward

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Brenna had softened slightly.

Brenna caught Gracie’s eye, her lips curving into a subtle smile. “You look like you're in a good mood today. Has

something delightful cyour way?”

Gracie felt a faint unease under her steady gaze, though she couldn't pinpoint why.

“My project is moving along splendidly, so I'm in high spirits,” Gracie replied, then turned to Ethan. “Shall we

have lunch together?”

Brenna realized that she couldn't give the recording device to Ethan now.

There was no rush, though.

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Ethan glanced at Brenna, knowing that she had also chere to have lunch together.

“Sounds good,” he said, though he inwardly sighed at the prospect of a third companion. Still, he couldn’t refuse

Gracie because that would look rude.

Gracie, with a hint of challenge in her eyes, turned to Brenna. “Miss Harper, you wouldn't mind if we all dine

together, would you?”

Isabella looked at the cash stuffed in the paper bag, her mind swirling with confusion. She couldn't fathom why

Brenna was so resolute in blocking Mack's job prospects, even going so far as to enlist the Harper family to

blacklist him across Shirie.

During her lunch break, she savored a quiet meal, cherishing these rare moments of calm.

In the afternoon, she took leave from work, determined to dig into the root of Brenna’s animosity toward Mack—

a secret she suspected only Joann might know.

Having been part of the Barrett family for just a year, Isabella wasn't particularly close to Joann. Yet, she had

noticed Brenna’s warmth toward Joann contrasted sharply with her indifference to the rest of the Barrett family,

hinting at a deeper story.

After lunch, Isabella stopped by a store to pick up sfruits and pastries tailored to an elderly person's taste.

She then hailed a taxi to the nursing home. From the ten thousand Brenna had given her, she set aside two

thousand to offer Joann.

Arriving at the nursing hin the afternoon, she found Joann chatting merrily with fellow residents beneath a

shady tree. “Grandma!” Isabella called out with a bright smile.

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