The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 791:

It didn’t take Brenna more than a second to realize Rosie had come here to show off.

Taking a seat beside Dalton, Brenna whispered to him, “Isn’t your concert scheduled for tonight? Why haven’t you left to prepare for it yet?”

Dalton leaned in and replied, “I will leave after lunch. The crew is already at the venue, setting things up. It’s fine if I arrive a bit later.”

A slight nod from Brenna followed. “I’ll make sure to bring flowers for you after the concert.”

Dalton’s face lit up; he was clearly delighted by her promise.

At the same time, Rosie shot Brenna a hateful glare, her irritation barely concealed. She still couldn’t stand Brenna. She ignored her and kept talking to Dalton like she wasn’t even there.

“Brenna, I need to talk about something serious. Can you stop the pointless small talk with Dalton?” Rosie said, her tone sharp.

“What could be more important than what we are talking about? Dalton’s about to step onto the stage for his very first concert. Isn’t that a big deal? Whether it turns out to be a success or not means everything to him,” Brenna replied.

In reality, Brenna had already caught Rosie’s conversation with the Harper family members while lingering by the stairs. Rosie had hoped to mend fences with the Harper family and wanted to treat them to a meal, but Shepard hadn’t agreed.

Rosie let out a dismissive snort. “It’s just a concert. What’s the big deal? He’s already rich and famous. Why go through all the trouble for a concert? Don’t forget, I’m not only part of the Harper family; I’m also the wife of the Prince of Plieca. My standing is far above yours. And yet, you ignore me to talk about some silly concert?”

The rest of the Harper family exchanged uncomfortable looks, visibly annoyed by Rosie’s lack of respect for Dalton.

Dalton clenched his jaw, visibly upset, and said, “So your problems matter, but mine don’t? Is that it? You really think being the spouse of some tiny country’s prince makes you royalty? You expect us to drop everything for you? Sorry, but your fancy title doesn’t mean anything to me.” With that, he turned and left.noveldrama

His assistant, who had been waiting for him and gently reminding him to leave, immediately followed. If it weren’t for the fact that Maxley was a distinguished guest in this country, Dalton would’ve left much sooner.

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“Dalton!” Rosie called out, trying to stop him, but he didn’t turn around; he headed straight for the car without a backward glance.

Unable to contain her outrage, Rosie said, “Unbelievable! Look at the way he treats distinguished guests!”

Brenna rolled her eyes and said, “You really think you are someone important? That is ridiculous!”

“You really have a bad attitude,” said Maxley, raising an eyebrow as he lounged across the sofa, arms stretched and legs casually crossed.

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