The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows - Chapter 1135

Chapter 1135:

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Tears filled Gracie’s eyes as she met his gaze, her expression pitiful.

She hoped he might soften at the sight of her tears and take back those harsh words.

But he just ignored her and let the elevator doors close before her without a second thought.

In a flash, Gracie’s tears vanished, her face returning to stone.

Turning around, she saw Brenna standing nearby.

She frowned. “What are you staring at?”

“From what I know, there are hardly any mice in this area. Did you go out of your way to buy some and put them at your place?” Cool and composed, Brenna fixed her with a sharp look.

Ice filled Gracie’s stare. “That’s none of your business! For your information, I spent last night at Ethan’s place. Have you done the same before?” She then strutted away in her high heels.

Meanwhile, Ethan was driving Elsa to the military compound. The guard at the entrance let him through without a word.

Elsa soon stepped out of the car, moving like she owned the place, and pressed her finger to the scanner to unlock the door of Emmett’s place.

She burst inside, still riding the wave of her anger.

Ethan trailed after her, taking his time and keeping his distance.

Elsa’s eyes darted around as she said, “Where is Kenny?” She scoured every room, but Kenny and Rosanna were nowhere to be found.

Emmett sat calmly on the sofa, looking like he had been waiting for this. He made no move to stop her.

He said, “He needed time to heal, so he left. If he stayed, were you planning to shove him down the stairs again?”

That jab sent Elsa over the edge. She stormed over to Emmett. “Where are you hiding him?”

“Why don’t you try guessing?” Emmett did not flinch. By now, he was used to Elsa’s wild temper. Every argument with her turned into a spectacle just like this.

Elsa screamed hysterically, “Tell me now! I want to see Kenny! Bring him here this instant!”

𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕝𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖: gⱯ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝕖𝗅𝕤⧽ⅽ𝗈𝗺

Emmett leisurely sipped his coffee while Elsa’s frustration crackled in the air. Watching him remain so unbothered only sent Elsa’s temper soaring. “I asked you a question! Did you not hear me?”

Setting his cup down with deliberate calm, Emmett glanced up at her. “What’s your hurry? Can’t you show a little patience? Take a look at yourself—you’re losing every bit of composure a famous artist ought to have. Honestly, you look crazy now.”

“You’ve pushed me to my limit! Hear me out, Emmett. I’ll agree to divorce you, but I’m laying down my terms. Both of our sons need to stay with me. Out of the six houses, I want five—anything but the one on the military base. That’s my condition. And all your savings, which must have piled up by now, should be given to me, too. Meet these demands, or there’s no deal.”

Across the room, Ethan slid into a chair and messaged Brenna, tuning out his parents’ argument. Even if their argument turned violent, he would not intervene.

A hollow laugh escaped Emmett. “You clearly haven’t read the divorce decree. The law says the properties get split—we get three each. The money stays separate. Don’t think you can grab my savings, just like I won’t touch yours. I know full well how much Ethan has slipped you on the side these years. You’ve got more than you could ever spend, yet you’re still coming after my money? That’s pure greed.”

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