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The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

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Chapter 1220:

As she prepared to leave, her bodyguards approached her.

“Miss Harper, we should go with you.”

Brenna flashed a subtle smile. “No need, I'll be back in no time.”

But Brenna's attire, dark and purposeful, raised the bodyguards’ suspicions. After she drove off, the bodyguards

trailed her in another car, alerting Ernst as they went.

Fresh from a shower and not yet retired for the night, Ernst sprang into action upon hearing about Brenna’s

situation. He swiftly changed his clothes and gathered a team of bodyguards to trail her.

The Harper family, scarred by Ernst’s childhood abduction and Brenna’s disappearance when she was little,

remained fiercely vigilant about their children’s safety. Suspecting Brenna was under threat, Ernst was worried

about her.

Ernst not only armed himself with a firearm but also directed the bodyguards to equip themselves, prepared to

swoop in and save Brenna should danger arise. Unaware of being followed, Brenna drove alone to the

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destination in less than an hour.

The locale was a ghostly, forsaken village, shrouded in darkness, with not a single streetlamp, rendering

everything invisible.

Wearing her night vision goggles, Brenna saw roughly a dozen figures scattered in the distance.

Was such a modest mission to disrupt a network truly warranting such a crowd? This was clearly an ambush.

Brenna halted her car, intent on retreating. Fearless though she was, stepping knowingly into a trap would be

foolish.

Peering through her goggles, she noticed the figures swiftly closing in, about to encircle her car.

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She threw the car into reverse, only to discover two cars sealing off the road behind her.

“Well, well,” she chuckled. “Tto shake off the rust a bit!”

Seventeen hulking men closed in around Brenna'’s car, each dressed in street clothes and brandishing metal

pipes. The whole group looked ready to start a brawl.

Brenna stayed composed. She reached over to the passenger seat, unzipped her backpack, and pulled out a

gun.

Right then, a sudden wash of headlights swept across the area. A convoy of vehicles had arrived, lighting up

everything in harsh brightness.

Three women climbed out of a high-end car across from Brenna. One, armed with an assault rifle, brazenly

opened fire at her windshield.

Brenna immediately ducked for cover.

Luckily, the windshield was reinforced and could stop the bullets. All the gunfire managed to do was leave a row

of white marks on the glass.

The three women were Judy, Rosie, and Tina. Judy was the one who had fired at Brenna's car.

Brenna glanced across the glass at the luxury car. Aside from the driver, nobody else was inside. She was

surprised that, despite Gracies resentment toward her, she hadn't cto kill her this time.

“Step out of the car!” Judy called out, shocked by how sturdy Brenna’s vehicle proved to be.

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