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The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 1225
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Chapter 1225:

Waiting downstairs, her bodyguards had already brought the car around. Brenna's voice was cold as she

instructed, “Taketo Rosie's place.”

“Understood, Miss Harper.” The bodyguards knew all about the events of last night. They had followed Brenna

secretly, which was why she had avoided danger.

When Brenna reached Rosie's upscale apartment, a crowd of neighbors had gathered at the door.

The main security door was twisted and broken, proof of just how violent the break-in had been.

She moved through the people standing around and saw that Rosie's place had been completely trashed, every

bit of furniture in pieces.

Looking at the scene, Brenna felt a wave of satisfaction. The entire hwas in ruins, every room a mess, with

trails of blood marking the chaos.

Clearly, both Rosie and Maxley had taken a beating.

“Serves them right. | wish | knew who did this,” Brenna muttered.

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Brenna’s bodyguards wandered around the room. One of them spotted a tablet that had survived the

destruction, still sitting on the sofa.

The screen showed a video.

In the footage, Rosie and Maxley were dragged out of bed in their pajamas and then attacked by a group of

intruders.

At first, Rosie tried to threaten her attackers, but they ignored her and slapped her so hard that her face became

swollen and unrecognizable.

Maxley got it even worse. The people beat him with a baseball bat, leaving him bruised and unable to move.

Desperation and terror showed clearly on both Rosie’s and Maxley’s faces.

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Their screams were loud.

Brenna’s fury faded as she watched the video.

She figured it was probably Ethan or Ernst who had arranged for this.

On her way out, Brenna caught the voice of a woman among the neighbors. “Miss, did you cto beat them

up, too? Two different groups showed up this morning, and they made such a racket | thought the building would

collapse.”

Brenna’s eyes widened with interest. “Did you say two groups?”

The woman spoke in a serious tone. “When the first group arrived, they hammered on the door with such force

that the sound echoed through the building. The residents inside refused to open it, but that didn’t deter them.

They stormed in, leaving chaos in their wake. Just look at that door...”

When Brenna had arrived, she had been met with the sight of the battered security door, its surface marred by

deep axe gashes and dents from heavy club blows.

The woman shivered as she recounted the ordeal, saying, “It was utterly terrifying. They were like a band of

ruthless marauders, striking anyone in their path and wreaking havoc on everything they touched. They dragged

those two people inside the apartment right out of their beds. And those two must have done something so

malicious to endure such a brutal thrashing. Their screams sent chills down our spines. Not long after that group

left, another, even more ferocious group of people arrived...”

A faint smirk crossed Brenna’s lips. It seemed Rosie and Maxley had been beaten up severely. They were likely

cowering in shidden corner now, perhaps even planning a desperate escape abroad.

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