The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 105 Who Else

Could It Be But Her

Brenna quickly retorted, "Why would you think I did this?"

Rosie was momentarily thrown off. The reason seemed clear to her-she had sabotaged Brenna's dresses the previous night, prompting what she assumed was a revenge act.

Yet, she couldn't reveal that she was the person who had ruined Brenna's clothes.

The welcome banquet the night before had been bustling with guests, and the room where the dresses were stored wasn't under surveillance since it was designated for guest use. Therefore, no one could definitively pin the dress sabotage on her.

The incident had been a topic of discussion among the Harper family last night, with everyone denying any

involvement.

Shepard and Giselle had been particularly upset, having put considerable effort into organizing the banquet

themselves. Fortunately, Ethan had gifted Brenna a dress. Without it, she would have had nothing to wear, and

the Harper family would have been left in total embarrassment.

Rosie also realized that, while her parents hadn't directly accused her of being the one responsible, it was clear

to everyone that she and Brenna didn't get along. She had a clear motive.

However, they didn't ask her outright. Instead, they simply exchanged a few knowing glances.

In fact, Rosie was sure they had already reached a conclusion that she was behind the matter.

It was evident now. She was an outsider. The Harper couple and their biological daughter were the true family. No matter how much she tried, she could never truly belong.

She was furious. Her clothes had been torn, and she was certain Brenna was responsible. She said, her voicenoveldrama

filled with anger, "If it wasn't you, then who else could it be? You are the only person in this house who

dislikes me!"

Brenna responded calmly yet firmly, "Yes, I don't like you, but stooping to such pettiness isn't my style. I'd advise you not to throw around accusations without evidence."

Ethan, who had been observing the scene quietly from the doorway, looked over the remnants of the ruined garments. In his view, it was poetic justice-Rosie experiencing a dose of her own bitter medicine.

He said, “Brenna is right. Accusations without proof are mere defamation."

Ethan gazed at Brenna, his eyes softening. He mused that whoever had damaged Rosie's wardrobe had been rather restrained. After all, tearing a few dresses wasn't exactly a severe punishment.

After all, Rosie was wealthy enough to replace her entire closet without a dent in her finances.

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Had it been up to him, he might have planned a wardrobe malfunction during a public event to speius Posis was thoroughly embarrassed.

Merely slicing up some dresses seemed almost too gentle,

Ethan was aware of the incident with Brenne's dressse at the Peace Hotel and had personally renewed the hotel's security footage. Rosie had visited the room that stored the dresses so often that it raised suspicion, although there was no solid proof to confirm anything

"Let's leave," Ethan said to Brenna, tired of the pointless drams.

Brenna, sensing Ethan's unwavering support, felt a rush of satisfaction. She said

with a smile, "Why don't you come up to my room for a while?"

"You're not going anywhere!" Rosie exclaimed, her voice sharp. "There are cameras outside. Brenns, we need to review the tapes. I'm certain you're responsible for this. You have to compensate me!"

Brenna brushed off her words and started to walk away.

Rosie chased after her, seizing her arm to stop her. "You can't just walk away! Pachael, pull up the surveillance footage now! No one else would stoop to such petty acts,"

Brenna turned to face her with a cold stare. "Go ahead and check it yourself. I wasn't involved, so why should

I bother?"

At that moment, Dalton was drawn by the noise and descended the stairs.

Seeing the chaos and the destroyed garments, he asked Rosie with a serious tone, "What makes you so convinced that Brenna is the culprit? Where's your proof?"

Rosie's anger flared. "Dalton, you too? Do you really think I'd make this up? Who else here would slash my clothes like this? The staff wouldn't dare, and it wouldn't be Mom, Dad, or you. Brenna is the only one with a

motive," she said firmly.

Dalton shook his head and said, "It's not as clear-cut as you think. You haven't always been the kindest to the

staff. Perhaps someone took revenge."

He observed the household staff who had gathered around. They all quickly defended themselves, saying it was

not them.

Brenna said, "Dalton's right. Why don't we review the surveillance footage to see who went into your room?"

Rachael, the maid in charge of Rosie's quarters, hurriedly interjected, "Miss Rosie, I assure you, everything was in order when I cleaned this morning. It wasn't me. Please believe me."

She gazed at Rosie with pleading eyes.

Rosie gave her a nod and said, "I trust you, Rachael."

However, Rachael's words made Rosie pause. If the clothes were intact in the morning, it couldn't have been Brenna, as they had both been home at that time and almost left together. She had changed clothes before they both left, and everything had been normal then.

Rosie turned her scrutiny to the remaining staff and asked, "Who else has been in my room today?"

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