The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 27 Chapter 27 Kneel And Apologize "We soldiers stand by our promises." Emmett's voice was as sharp as steel as he glared at Lindsay and Landen. Ethan, without hesitation, pulled out his phone and dialed the hospital director.

"No!" Lindsay gasped in panic, lunging forward to snatch Ethan's phone from his hand. She quickly ended the call and placed the device back in his hand, her heart pounding Losing everything over something so trivial wasn't worth it. It was just kneeling and apologizing, after all-she could endure that much.

Clenching her fists, she walked toward Brenna. Then, with a loud thud, she dropped to her knees. Though she was kneeling, a deep hatred burned within her, and she silently vowed to take revenge one day.

"I'm so sorry!" she said.

Then, without waiting for a response, Lindsay sprang to her feet and rushed out of the room, unable to bear to stay here for another second.

Landen, however, wasn't as willing to do the same. Having worked in the hospital for over twenty years and being an expert in the medical field, he couldn't fathom the humiliation of kneeling before a woman barely in her twenties.

"Dr. Harper, I apologize," he said stiffly, bowing instead of kneeling as he had promised. "I was wrong." Brenna, not wanting to make things difficult for him, responded with an even tone, "Apology accepted.

Landen's cheeks burned with humiliation, his pride stung. He resented Brenna for this, At that moment, the experts Lindsay had called finally arrived-three elderly men in their sixties. Despite their age, they exuded energy, their complexions glowing with health Leading them was Westin Pierce, a distinguished figure in the medicial field, his silver hair combed neatly back. The moment he spotted Brenna, his face lit up with recognition. "Brenna, it's you!" he exclaimed, his tone at mix of surprise and amusement. "I heard sfools claimed a young woman was pretending to be a doctor, and we were summoned to expose a fraud. Clearly, they were mistaken!" he said.

Landen shrank back, his face burning with shame.

Christopher approached Westin with a polite nod. "Uncle Westin, I see they managed to drag you into this mess." After Christopher gave him a quick rundown of the situation, Westin scoffed, shaking his head. "Utter foolishness! They were so arrogant for doing something like that! Just because they lack the skill doesn't meat everyone else does." He then turned to Brenna, his gaze warm as he said, "Ignore them. Go ahead and treat Vincent-we'd also be 2101 < Chapter 27 Kheet And Apologize honored to learn something from you Brenna gave him a respectful rod "Alright By the way, how's your health recently Before Westin could reply, Brenna caught sight of the Barrett fally letering near the done, their faces twisted with conflicting emotions Isabella leaned toward Ruby and whispered, "Mom, didn't you say Brenns never even finished grade school! How is her medical skill so good?" Ruby's expression was one of pure disbelief. "How would I know! She's actually the last student of Dr. Pierce How is that even possible?" she said.

Meanwhile, Alec's mind was working in a different direction "If she's really that talented in medicine, maybe we should let her examine my mother later," he said.

Ruby nodded in agreement. She said, "Maybe we should bring her back into the family. With her status as Dr Pierce's renowned student, we could gain incredible connections through her Alec seemed to agree with the idea and nodded, but Isabella immediately objected, saying "No way! If we let her back, she'll outshine me. And what if she steals my fiancé from me?" Inside the hospital room, Brenna focused on Vincent, carefully retrieving a set of disposable needles from her medical kit. With precise movements, she began the acupuncture treatment, targeting his head first before following the meridians down the left side of his body.

A hush fell over the room. Then, miraculously, Vincent's fingers twitched ever so slightly.

The Mitchell family members were all very surprised to see that. "The doctors said Grandpa wouldn't be able to move his left side for at least six months," Ethan said with a smile, his voice laced with astonishment. "But Dad - his fingers just moved!" Emmett, equally amazed, chuckled. "I saw it. Dr. Harper truly lives up to her reputation as Dr. Pierce's student Her skills are remarkable!" he exclaimed.

Brenna calmly finished the acupuncture treatment and turned to Ethan. "It's just a small movement, nothing significant. This is just the beginning. It's a small sign of improvement, proving that Mr. Mitchell's nerves are still intact. With continued treatment, he will gradually recover," she said.

Ethan, thoroughly impressed, smiled. "You're very humble. We've invited numerous specialists before, and none have achieved what you just did," he said.

He pulled a tissue from his pocket and helped wipe the sweat from Brenna's forehead. "Thank you for your work. Lettreat you to lunch later." Brenna blinked, slightly caught off guard. She had been paid for the treatment, after all-she was just doing her job. Why was he thanking her like this? "There's no need for that," she responded flatly.

The elders of the Mitchell family didn't miss the exchange between Ethan and Brenna, but it was Emmett who paid the closest attention. He' had been watching his son carefully and had already noticed how unusually attentive Ethan was toward Brenna, especially when he personally wiped the sweat from her forehead-something completely out of character for him. 2101 now he

If a woman tripped and scraped her knee in front of Ethan, he wouldn't even spare her a glance. But now, was not only paying attention to Brenna but also personally caring for her. Ethan believed if his son was truly interested in this young doctor, then the two hundred million spent to bring the doctor here was well worth it.

Meanwhile, Vincent's mouth trembled as he struggled to form words. He looked at Brenna, wanting to ask if she had a boyfriend.

The lingering effects of his hemiplegia made it difficult for him to control his facial muscles, fendering his speech garbled and incoherent. Frustrated, he tapped the bed with his hand, making a soft thud. "Dad!" Emmett and his brothers rushed over, alarmed by the sudden movement. Concern filled their faces as they asked anxiously, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Chapter 28