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The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1318
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Chapter 1318:

Ruby was careful not to anger Isabella, worried that pushing too far might lead Isabella to completely cut ties

with her.

She had tried tracking down her son but didn’t know where he lived.

Alec had told her that their son was working as a gigolo now, and that had made her furious.

After finding her son’s workplace via Alec’s phone, she went there but was promptly kicked out.

Now, Isabella was her only lifeline. She said, “When you returned to the family, our life was good. Remember

how | treated you at that time? I'm getting old, Isabella. | need you to look after me. You can’t turn your back on

“I won't. I've just been slammed with work. When | have free time, I'll visit you,” Isabella said, her patience

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wearing thin. “Go hnow. Don’t chere unless it’s urgent.”

Ruby was unwilling to give up. “At least tellwhere you live.”

Isabella’s irritation flared. “You don’t need to know that. Just go, and I'll visit you when | can.”

Ruby had no choice but to leave.

At the supermarket, Ruby picked up essentials, fruit, and meat before heading home. As she approached the

door, she heard Alec yelling.

Storming into his room, she grabbed a hanger and began striking him, unleashing her pent-up anger over

Isabella and her son’s absence on him.

“This is all your fault, you useless old man, driving our kids away! Why don’t you just drop dead? You think

anyone's coming to save you with all that shouting? No one cares! Keep shouting, and I'll beat you to death!”

In the evening, when Brenna cback home, Giselle brought up a matter at dinner that had been on her mind

for a long time.

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“Winter is nearly here, and Ernst and Lilith have been together for a year already. Should we start talking about

marriage with the Richardsons?”

Shepard gave a slight nod, showing no resistance. “You've always taken the lead in these things. It’s your call. |

have no objections.” He then turned his attention to Ernst. “So, how are things between you and Lilith these

days?”

Ernst shrugged in resignation. “We meet every week—dinners, movies, shopping trips. We go to art shows, even

Dalton’s concerts. Honestly, | feel like her parents are testing me.”

Shepard responded with a knowing look. “Trying to figure out if your personal life is messy?”

Ernst said, “That's exactly it. Let's be honest, how many people from wealthy families can claim spotless

personal lives? It makes sense that they'd want to be sure about me.”

Brenna didn’t share his opinion. “Ethan doesn’t have a messy personal life, and neither do I. You and Dalton have

both behaved yourselves as well.”

“But that’s not how Lilith’s parents see it. They want to find out for themselves. In their eyes, the wealthy are all

corrupt, and letting their daughter marry someone from a rich family is just preparing her for her husband's

eventual betrayal. Once, Lilith’s mother even toldstraight out that marriages among the rich are nothing but

business deals, profitable without genuine love.”

Ernst felt a headache coming on at the thought and was unwilling to face Lilith’s parents.

Tessa ate in silence, staying out of the discussion. She minded her own business and only wanted to care for

Rosie.