The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1270

Chapter 1270:

At home, Rosie waited for lunch, expecting Rachael to cback. But soon, it was past one, and Rachael still

hadn't returned.

Rosie called her but got no answer.

Not daring to order takeout, she dug into the fridge, reheating yesterday's breakfast in the oven and making do

with a simple meal.

In the afternoon, she went back to listing her properties online, pricing them slightly below market value.

She needed money urgently but refused to take too big a loss.

Her properties and shops sat in prlocations—each worth over ten million. Together, they could bring in more

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than a hundred million.

Her mind was made up. Vanland was no longer home. Once she had the money, she would leave for Plieca and

never return.

What infuriated her was that her companies could only be sold at a meager price, which she found hard to

accept.

Even if her companies were worthless, the land alone should be worth far more than ten million.

Just then, a deafening crash snapped her from her thoughts.

Glass shattered as a brick broke through and landed on the floor.

Rosie jumped in fright. She'd only been here a day. Had someone already found her?

Were they the Harpers’ men? Or Ethan's people?

Before she could think further, another brick smashed through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Rosie stood still in fear, tears spilling down her cheeks.

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Rosie lingered by the wall for a long while before mustering the courage to peek out the window. The barrage of

bricks had stopped. From this high up, she couldn't tell how anyone had managed to throw them inside.

Whoever had done it was long gone. Rosie had no intention of reporting anything to the police. Still, the situation

at hno longer felt safe. Quietly, she began packing a few essentials and decided to stay at a hotel. The

Empire Hotel seemed like the best choice; it had excellent security.

As she packed, her phone buzzed with a trending news alert. “The Harper heiress narrowly avoided an acid

attack. The perpetrator has admitted to the crand is currently in custody.”

“Harper family’s heiress? Could it be Brenna?” Rosie murmured, tapping on the article.

Her eyes then widened in disbelief. The attacker was actually Rachael, who was wearing prison clothes in the

photos!

Shocked, Rosie read the article thoroughly, needing to be sure. There was no mistake—it was Rachael who had

tried to carry out the acid attack against the Harper family.

But she’d been apprehended before anything happened.

No wonder Rachael had vanished for so long.

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