The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 804:

He gestured to the sound technician to cut the music.

The venue fell silent in an instant. Across the stage’s extension, Brenna, Thiago, Tommy, and Joe spotted the disturbance and hurried over.

Brenna’s keen gaze instantly recognized Rosie’s bodyguards as no ordinary hired muscle. Still, she and Thiago were elite in their fighting skills; if a brawl erupted, those two bodyguards wouldn’t stand a chance against them.

But with thousands of eyes watching in such a public venue, avoiding a fight was the smarter move.

“What are you trying to do, Rosie?” Dalton’s voice was steady, though anger simmered beneath. This was his first concert—did Rosie really intend to sabotage it?

On the surface, he stayed cool, flashing a smile as he raised the microphone and said to the crowd, “This is my cousin, Rosie, also the princess consort to Prince Maxley of Plieca. Let’s give her a big welcome.”

The riled-up audience settled, and some hotheaded fans, poised to confront Rosie and Maxley, sank back into their seats after Dalton’s words.

Dalton continued, “I know you’re here to celebrate my concert’s success, Rosie. I appreciate your support; thank you.”

Brenna and Thiago approached the two imposing bodyguards, who bristled, fists clenched, ready for a fight. But the instant their hands grazed Brenna and Thiago, their wrists and shoulders were deftly dislocated, leaving them writhing in agony and utterly incapacitated.

Stripped of her protectors, Rosie felt uneasy. Without someone to protect her, Dalton wouldn’t let her tarnish the Harper name.

“Useless! Can’t even handle two people?” Rosie’s fury boiled over at the bodyguards, but there was nothing she could do. She was no match for Brenna.

All she could do was shout, “Those are my guards! They are here to keep me safe. What do you think you’re doing? Let them go!”

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Brenna ignored her, offering only a polite smile. To the distant fans, unable to hear Rosie’s outburst, the big screen showed only Brenna’s smile, suggesting nothing was amiss.

But the fans nearby murmured, whispering theories about the unfolding drama. Brenna and Thiago escorted the bodyguards offstage, their movements so fluid that, to onlookers, the guards appeared compliant.

“You can all leave now.” With the bodyguards gone and only Rosie and the fans left, Dalton saw no further threat.

Security guided the fans off the stage in an orderly stream.

“Rosie, I’ve received your well-wishes. It’s time for you to head back.” Dalton kept an eye on Brenna’s actions as he spoke to Rosie.

Offstage, Brenna dislocated the other shoulder of the bodyguard, rendering him completely incapable of fighting.

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