The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows novel Chapter 55

Chapter 55 I Don’t Have

Time For Your Childish…

In the morning, Brenna came down the stairs with her backpack. Rosie and Ernst were at the table, already

done with breakfast. They seemed deep in conversation but went silent the moment they saw her.

Brenna only cast them a brief glance, then headed to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee.

“I’ve already arranged everything with the hospital. We’re going now to check if you’ve had any cosmetic

surgery,” Rosie said to Brenna firmly, leaving no room for argument.

Brenna took a slow sip of the coffee. The coffee was too bitter. Ignoring Rosie’s words, she set the cup down

and gestured for the servant to bring some sugar.

“Did you hear me? I already made an appointment with the hospital. A friend of mine is a plastic surgeon, and

he’ll check you,” Rosie said, clearly annoyed.

Seeing Brenna’s indifference, Ernst frowned. He said to Brenna, “What’s with that attitude? Rosie’s just trying to help. How can you just ignore her? That is so rude.”

A smug look crossed Rosie’s face. She was confident Ernst would take her side. He always did. She believed the thought that she was setting Brenna up never even crossed his mind.

To Ernst, she was the perfect sister–sweet, clever, and gentle. She had always been kind in his eyes.

Brenna, on the other hand, was everything Rosie wasn’t in Ernst’s eyes. She was vain, materialistic, and manipulative. Unreasonable, even.

Rosie watched Brenna with a triumphant look. She waited, believing Brenna would have to agree to go.

“She’s trying to help?” Brenna scoffed. “You really think she is helping me? If I go, the hospital will definitely

say I’ve had plastic surgery.”

She wasn’t stupid. Rosie had set a trap, and she was just waiting for her to walk right into it.

Ernst, however, saw things differently. “Are you scared?”

“Why should I listen to you?” Brenna shot back without a second thought. “Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and Grandma didn’t agree to this. They only approved a DNA test. Now, just because I won’t cooperate, you’re calling me scared? You just want to accuse me of having plastic surgery, no matter what the truth is. Don’t you think you’re being unreasonable here?”

She took another bite of her breakfast and casually sent a message on her phone, as if the conversation didn’t

concern her.

Furious, Rosie turned to Ernst. “Ernst, look at her! Is it so wrong to ask her to prove she hasn’t had plastic surgery? If she really looks like Mom naturally, why not just cooperate? I went through all the trouble of

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Chapter 55 I Don’t Have Time For Your Childish Games

arranging the matter with the hospital, and if she refuses to go now, it will make me look bad.”

Brenna ignored her and kept her focus on her meal.

Livid at her defiance, Ernst firmly declared, “You’re going to the hospital with us today. I’m not my parents, so

I won’t let you get away with this. If you refuse, I will tell my parents and grandparents that your resemblance to my mother is because of plastic surgery.”

Brenna met his cold gaze unflinchingly. Then, she calmly finished her coffee and grabbed her backpack and phone to leave. “Go ahead. Let’s see who will believe you. I’m busy. I don’t have time for your childish games.”

She shot Ernst a disdainful look. “With your intelligence, how did you even become the Vice President of the

Harper Group?”

Ernst watched her walk away with an icy gaze. But for all his anger, there was nothing he could do to stop her.

Unbeknownst to them, Luther and Tessa exited the elevator just in time to witness the scene. The former didn’t hesitate and scolded his grandson, “Almost 30 but still so immature. I think your parents were right to