The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 142 Chapter 142 Confident Today, Isabella chose a bold black suit dress that hugged her curves perfectly. Her striking figure turned tests, drawing the attention of every man who passed by Brenna's eyes narrowed as she observed Isabella. She recalled that at the last welcbatque, biels figure had been rather modest in terms of her chest.

Could it be that Isabella had gotten implants on her chest after the banquet? A playful grin tugged at Brenna's lips as she noticed Isabella's now noticeably larger chest.

In no tat all, Isabella had stolen the spotlight, her figure drawing admiring glances from men and entous stares from women.

Isabella flourished under the spotlight, soaking in the attention.

Brenna took another look. Isabella's makeup was impeccable, and her neck was adorned with a necklace that screamed luxury, likely worth a fortune. Given the Barrett family's rumored financial troubles due to the Harper family's suppression, Brénna wondered how they managed such extravagance for labella.

Lately overwhelmed with her own matters, Brenna hadn't kept track of the Barrett family's financial troubles She made a mental note to look into their current situation later.

Noticing Brenna's gaze, Isabella instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. Her voice was a mix of discomfort and anger as she asked, "What are you staring at? You haven't seen such a perfect figure before?* However, Brenna's eyes revealed a hint of admiration that didn't escape Isabella's notice. In response, Isabella tilted her head proudly and let out a dismissive scoff. The envy among the women was undeniable, making her pleased with herself.

She could still recall the embarrassing incident her lack of curves had been highlighted at the banquet last time. Determined never to feel that humiliation again, she had sought the most tic enhancement the very next day.

Brenna moved closer to Isabella, her voice calm yet cutting. "You've had senhancements, haven't you?" Isabella immediately understood that Brenna was mocking her by asking her that.

A mix of displeasure and embarrassment bubbled up within Isabella as she replied, her tone defensive, "You are talking nonsense!" Her gaze drifted to Brenna's attire-a sophisticated deep blue sleeveless top draped elegantly over her, paired with a shimmering gold necklace that hugged her smooth neck. The pendant looked vaguely familiar to Isabella, though she couldn't quite place where she had seen it from. Brenna's outfit was finished off with a pair of sharp, perfectly tailored trousers, and her wrist was adorned with a delicate bracelet featuring a teardrop pendant, which complemented her poised demeanor.

0.0% 17.16 x4 NB ||| < Although Brenna's outfit had no visible labels, it exuded a quiet elegance that made Isabella's branded dothes seem less impressive.

Isabella's eyes narrowed as she observed Brenna with a complex mix of disdain and admiration. She inwardry dismissed the value of Brenna's clothes yet acknowledged their aesthetic appeal.

Isabella let out a mocking laugh and taunted, "Is the Harper family going bankrupt? Can't even manage to buy branded clothes anymore?" Brenna replied with a confident smirk, fully aware of her distinctive fashion choice. What Isabella didn't know was that her outfit was a one-of-a-kind creation by Ellie for the M&G brand, made from rare materials and featuring an exclusive design.

"Oh, you don't know what brand of clothes I am wearing then?" Casually, Brenna showcased her wrist, her voice cool and collected. "These pieces are custom-made by M&G-truly one-of-a-kind." She gestured towards her pendant, adding, "See? It's M&G." Isabella scoffed in disbelief, "M&G? That sounds like a generic brand you'd find at a street market." Unfazed, Brenna said, "It appears you're just unfamiliar with true quality."

Isabella's expression hardened. "How dare you say something like that? Look at yourself, flaunting no-nclothes while acting all high and mighty. Just because you're farm the Harper family, you think you're better than me? I heard you entered.the design contest as well. Do you even recognize your own abilities? You produce nothing but average designs for the Barrett family. How could you dare compete in such a high-profile event? Aren't you worried about bringing shto the Harper family when your work ranks last?"

Brenna maintained her composure as she calmly responded, "You think your skills are good? I'm curious how you ended up participating in such a high-level competition Your Om academic background was hardly En remarkable, and your portfosince you graduated has been uninspiring. Are you here merely to embarrass yourself?" With unwavering confidence, Isabella said, "We'll see who ends up embarrassed. Don't waste your tworrying about me. Focus on your own flaws. If I were in your shoes, I'd stay hto spare the Harper Group any humiliation."

Brenna could feel a strong sense of certainty in Isabella's reply one that felt more like a statement of confidence than just an insult. This puzzled her. Why did Isabella exhibit such confidence? "Is that so? You seem really sure that you will get an award in the competition," Brenna said.

Isabella raised an eyebrow and answered sharply, "I'm just certain I can do better than you." Mother's Day Limited-TOffer GO NOW 100.0%