The Phantom Heiress Rising From The Shadows

Chapter 822:

Noticing Brenna’s reddened face, the butler let out a chuckle, amused by her innocent reaction.

He said, “Miss Harper, could you help wipe Mr. Mitchell down? He prefers to feel clean when he sleeps.”

“Does he get drunk like this often?” Brenna asked, finding the butler’s routine almost too practiced, as though he had done it many times before.

The butler offered a knowing smile. “Yes, I’ve worked for Mr. Mitchell for several years. Back when he was building his business from the ground up, he often had to attend social events where drinking was unavoidable. Getting drunk was a common occurrence. Over time, his stomach has suffered a lot. Miss Harper, if you can, try talking him into taking better care of himself.”

A small smile formed on Brenna’s lips. “I’ll try.”

She then headed into the bathroom, soaked a towel in warm water, and returned to gently clean Ethan’s face and hands.

Ethan remained still.

The butler had already stepped out. Brenna remained seated by the bed, taking in the peaceful sight of Ethan’s sleeping face. She had never examined him this closely before, and only now did she realize just how strikingly attractive he really was. Every detail of his face looked flawless—from the sculpted features to his long, curled lashes. Even his skin appeared flawless, almost unreal. Unable to resist, she gently pinched his cheek, marveling at the texture. “Even asleep, you look handsome.”

Brenna lingered by the bed for more than an hour, simply watching Ethan sleep, before finally deciding to leave.

By morning, Ethan woke up with a dull headache. It wasn’t unfamiliar; he often woke like this after drinking. He sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, then called out, “Galen?”

Just then, the bedroom door opened, and Brenna stepped inside, holding a thermos in one hand.

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Her eyes instantly landed on Ethan’s bare chest, his well-toned muscles on full display, and she found herself feeling slightly shy.

When Ethan caught sight of Brenna’s gentle smile, he offered a soft one in return, only to suddenly realize he was sitting on the bed in nothing but his underwear, which felt more than a little inappropriate. He quickly got back under the covers.

But when he glanced up again and noticed Brenna’s rosy cheeks, he found her embarrassment both endearing and amusing. Part of him wished he had waited a while before covering his body.

“Does your head hurt?” asked Brenna, standing by the bed with the thermos in hand, her eyes lingering on Ethan’s bare shoulders. She couldn’t help but admire how he wasn’t just handsome; his build was also impressive. The urge to reach out and touch him tugged at her, and even after staring for quite some time, she still didn’t feel satisfied. Catching the dazed expression on her face, Ethan grinned with satisfaction. It felt good knowing all his time at the gym hadn’t gone to waste.

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