The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 884:

Back when Alec’s business had flourished, Lila had gotten plenty of his money and always shared some with her mother. Now, Alec was left scraping by as a driver, unable to afford a warm coat for winter. From her point of view, Lila figured her mother, having benefited from Alec before, would surely be willing to help them come up with a plan.

The following day was Sunday.

Brenna, still wrapped in her blankets, was in no hurry to leave the comfort of her bed. A soft knock at the door signaled Julia’s entrance. “Miss Harper, Alec is here asking to speak with you.”

Confusion flickered across Brenna’s face. “Did he say what this is about?”

Julia shook her head. “No, but he brought a food container. He’s waiting by the gate. If you’d rather not see him, I can turn him away.” It was no secret to Julia that Brenna wanted nothing to do with the Barretts and had sent them away before.noveldrama

Normally, she would have sent Alec away without hesitation, but his respectful manner today gave her pause.

“I’ll meet him,” Brenna said, wondering about Alec’s intentions. Yesterday’s antics had been enough of a surprise. What was he going to do now?

Julia made her way downstairs, escorted Alec inside, and let him wait in the living room.

None of the other members of the Harper family were home. Shepard and Ernst had already gone to their offices, while Dalton was most likely busy filming. A call from her relatives had sent Giselle out the door; she was visiting her brothers.

In all the months Brenna spent under the Harpers’ roof, Giselle had never spoken about her own family. But the previous day, when Giselle mentioned her brothers, she seemed to hesitate. She’d declined their request to visit her home, choosing instead to go to them.

After freshening up and quickly changing into a long knitted dress, Brenna descended the stairs.

When Alec saw her, he plastered an ingratiating smile on his face and assessed her carefully. She appeared far more refined now than during her days with the Barretts. “Brenna, it means a lot that you agreed to meet me.”

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No warmth showed in Brenna’s gaze. She strode past him and claimed a seat on the sofa.

“What do you want?” Brenna asked. She had recently had Alec investigated and knew he was barely scraping by as a driver.

Frustrated by her cold demeanor, Alec cursed her silently. This spoiled brat ignored her struggling father without a shred of shame. He believed he should have been harsher with her, disciplined her more in the past.

Despite his anger, Alec maintained a remorseful facade.

Sitting down beside Brenna, he placed the food container on the table and nudged it toward her. “Brenna, I’m here to apologize to you today.”

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