The Phantom Heiress: Rising From The Shadows - Chapter 78
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Chapter 78:
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Brenna didn’t seem fazed at all. She simply smiled and said, “Well, best of luck to you both.”
Then, without another word, she turned toward the stables to pick a horse for herself.
But before she could take another step, Sylvie and Vivian stepped in front of her, blocking her path. Dressed head to toe in full riding gear, Vivian gripped a riding crop in one hand and tapped it against her palm as if she were prepared to use it.
She said, “What’s the rush? None of the other contestants have picked their horses yet. What makes you think you get to go first? Wait your turn.”
Brenna’s gaze turned cold. She pushed both Vivian and Sylvie, moving them aside. “Out of my way.”
Sylvie’s and Vivian’s expressions twisted with anger. Vivian gripped her riding crop tightly before snapping it against her palm. “How dare you push me?” she snapped.
Before things could escalate further, Rosie stepped in, pulling Vivian and Sylvie back. “Enough. Just hold back for now. I made sure she would compete with us. When she falls off her horse or has some other ‘accident’ during the race, we won’t be implicated. But if we start something now to target her, we’ll be banned from—”
“…competing.” Vivian clenched her teeth and forced herself to calm down. “She should consider herself lucky now.”
Just then, Isabella and Jordy arrived at the stables.
Isabella scanned the horses. Most of them looked strong, restless, and difficult to control. She tugged at Jordy’s sleeve and whispered, “Jordy, I’m scared.”
🌟𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝗿𝗲 𝓪𝓽: gⲁ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀⫷𝖼𝗈𝗺
Jordy placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. He said, “Don’t worry. I’m here. I’ll take care of you.”
As Isabella and Jordy stepped inside, their eyes immediately landed on Rosie, Sylvie, and Vivian. The three stood in the most prominent spot, already having chosen their horses. Their confidence was unmistakable, and they exuded elegance.
“Miss Harper! Miss Higgins! Miss Morrison!” Isabella called out with practiced charm. “I just checked the schedule. We’re in the same group. How lucky I am to be competing with you!”
Rosie, already aware of the group assignments, barely spared her a glance. “And who are you?” she asked.
Isabella froze for a second. For a moment, she felt a twinge of embarrassment, but she quickly composed herself. “I’m Isabella Barrett. My family owns the Barrett Group,” she said.
The moment those words left her mouth, recognition flickered across the faces of Rosie, Sylvie, and Vivian. So this was the daughter of Brenna’s adoptive family. Rosie’s lips curled into a sly smile. “Oh, hello.” It was only then that Isabella relaxed slightly, and her smile widened.
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