The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows
Chapter 1109
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Brenna’s sharp gaze pinned him. “You’re asking me for money?”
She knew Alec’s character all too well; he was no dutiful son.
“I’ll make sure every cent goes to your grandmother’s care. We’ll look after her, I promise,” Alec stammered, intimidated by Brenna’s stare.
“How much are you asking for?” Brenna’s lips curved into a faint, probing smile, testing whether Alec’s recent good behavior was genuine.
Her sharp gaze made him shift ufortably.
Alec, sticking to the n he had hatched with L, raised three fingers.
“Three hundred thousand?” Brenna asked.
“No, no, that’s not enough. Your grandmother needs costly supplements. We’re talking at least three million. You are filthy rich. That’s pocket change for you,” L said.
“I don’t think I need to give you any money,” Brenna said. “I’ll handle all payments myself. You just focus on her care.”
“No! You really don’t have to do this. Just give us the money, and we will handle everything,” Alec said, feeling his n crumble. Brenna’s wealth was immense, and he was desperate to secure a piece of it.
Brenna met his gaze coolly, making Alec feel exposed. He could not maintain eye contact.
“I’ll speak with the doctor about whether Joann needs surgery and how much it’ll cost,” Brenna said, her tone devoid of warmth.
Alec’s unease surged, and he grabbed her arm in a panic. “No need to bother the doctor. Just ask me.”
Joann, rmed, tugged at Brenna’s sleeve. “Surgery? I don’t need any such thing. My body’s too old for that!”
Brenna’s gaze turned cold as she fixed her eyes on Alec. “So you made up that whole story about needing the money for surgery? I can’t believe you’d stoop that low.”
“Wait, Brenna, please hear me out. My n was for my mom to have the surgery so she could finally get better. She kept telling me she was too old and scared she wouldn’t survive the operation. I wanted the best for her. Just taking medicine isn’t a long-term answer. I never meant to swindle you out of your money. I truly hoped my mother would get the surgery.” Alec turned toward Joann, desperation in his eyes. “Mom, can you stop saying things that aren’t true? The doctor told you that your heart’s arteries are dangerously narrow. You need that bypass, or you won’t have much time left. Why didn’t you tell Brenna this?”
Joann’s nerves were frayed. She had overheard Alec and her daughter-inw whispering about their scheme to use her as a pawn to get money from Brenna. She would never let their n seed.
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“Just leave me be. I refuse to undergo the surgery, and I will not take any medicine,” said Joann, her voice trembling as if she might burst into tears the next second.
With a gentle voice, Brenna reassured her, saying, “Don’t worry. I won’t let them trick me. I’m not the pushover I used to be. No one’s going to take advantage of me now.”
Her steady confidence made Joann’s eyes fill with tears. “Brenna, listen to me. You should leave. They’re both selfish and only care about what they can get. It will never end well for you if you stay. I’ve lived over eighty years. That’s enough for me. I don’t want to trouble you.”
Joann’s voice softened as she continued, “You’ve always been kind. I know exactly how much you’ve suffered all these years. Now that you finally have a good life, don’t let them ruin it.”
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