The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 199

Chapter 199 I Am Here To Help With The Preparatio…

Following Giselle’s instructions, Brenna had avoided going to the studio on Wednesday, hoping to prevent another mishap like the one at the return banquet, where her late arrival had caused unnecessary misunderstandings.

Determined to stay on top of her workload, Brenna spent Tuesday night working tirelessly, pushing herself until the early hours. She finally succumbed to exhaustion and collapsed into bed at three in the morning.

By the time Brenna awoke, it was well past noon, and her stomach growled in protest. Quickly throwing on some clothes, she made her way downstairs in search of something to eat.

Meanwhile, preparations for the evening’s birthday party were well underway. Giselle had spared no expense, hiring three professional chef teams–one for the main courses, one for appetizers, and another one for desserts. Each team came equipped with its own specialized tools and had set up a temporary kitchen at the farthest corner of the Harper family’s sprawling state.

Amid this flurry of preparation, with staff darting between decorations and deliveries, Brenna’s quiet descent went unnoticed.

She soon found the family’s head chef still orchestrating lunch service, the meal not ready yet.

Julia, now promoted to housekeeper, spotted Brenna and approached her with a friendly smile. “Miss Harper,” she said, her tone warm. “Mrs. Harper has commissioned elite culinary experts for tonight’s event, including Shirie’s most celebrated pastry chef. They’re all set up in the garden; would you like to take a look?”

Brenna’s interest was immediately piqued. She nodded, eager to see what they were preparing.

Upon entering the garden, she saw the chefs busy with their preparations. The teams for the main courses and appetizers were still working with ingredients, and none of the dishes were ready yet.

However, the dessert team had completed a selection of delicate treats, already arranged and waiting to be

served.

As Brenna took in the scene, a familiar voice spoke from behind her. “Ensure the desserts are properly stored in the fridge. We can’t risk losing their freshness or compromising their quality.”

Brenna turned, her eyes widening slightly as she saw Rosie sitting in a wheelchair with her legs wrapped in

casts.

For a moment, she couldn’t help but let out a small, exasperated laugh. “You’re injured like this, and you are still here to attend the party?”

Rosie met Brenna’s gaze, her eyes softening with an unexpected sincerity. “Brenna, you are here. I’ve had a lot

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of time to reflect on my actions regarding the Harper Group design competition, and I’ve realized how wrong I was. I asked Mom for a chance to make amends, and I am here to help with the preparations.”

Brenna moved toward the fridge, casually pulling out a freshly made cake and digging into it with a fork, her eyes narrowing as she looked at Rosie. “In your condition, do you really think you’re helping anyone? All you’re doing is making things more difficult here. If you truly want to help, leave this place. The last thing you need is for something to fall on you, and then, you’ll be stuck in your wheelchair for good.”

She didn’t believe Rosie had truly changed.

Rosie looked at her, and a flicker of hurt passed through her eyes. “No, I swear, I won’t be a bother. I mean it -I’ve really changed. I even went as far as to order a dress and arranged for the best makeup artist in Shirie for you. They should be here soon. I genuinely hope you’ll forgive me for everything.”

Brenna, uninterested in continuing the conversation with her, took her plate and turned to leave without another word.

The moment Brenna was out of sight, Rosie’s expression turned cold. Her hands gripped the armrests of her wheelchair so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

She had done everything she could to make amends, but Brenna barely acknowledged her efforts. Why did she have to work so hard to please her?

Rosie pressed a button on her chair to move to a quieter spot, pulling out her phone with a determined look. She typed quickly, her fingers moving swiftly across the screen. “You are not here yet. Why the delay?”

The reply came promptly. “Sorry, there’s traffic. I’ll be there in an hour, but don’t worry, it won’t delay anything.”

Rachael stepped out of the living room with a composed expression, her movenients deliberate as she approached Rosie. Leaning down, she whispered softly, “Everything is in place. There’s no need to worry.”

Brenna returned to the dining room, eating slowly as Julia approached her. With a hushed tone, Julia said, “Miss Harper, Rachael’s back. She was deep in conversation with two maids for quite some time. I have a feeling they’re scheming something. Do you think she could be holding a grudge after being dismissed and try to cause trouble now?”

Brenna considered the possibility, her eyes narrowing as she processed Julia’s words. “It’s definitely a possibility. Keep an eye on her and Rosie, and let me know if they do anything suspicious.”

She knew Rosie well enough to understand she wouldn’t easily accept defeat. Rosie’s sudden return and eagerness to help felt far too odd, and Brenna couldn’t shake the suspicion that something was off.

Though Brenna doubted Racheal and Rosie would go as far as poisoning the food, her curiosity about Rosie’s intentions was piqued.

She said to Julia, “If you notice anything unusual, don’t do anything. Just let me know quietly.”

Julia nodded in agreement before returning to her duties.

Outside, a white car glided to a stop in front of the house. Ellie stepped out with graceful precision, bringing a handbag with her and gently holding her son’s hand as they walked toward the entrance.