CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!

Rhea's POV “I’m going to be late,” I muttered, checking my watch again — 9:40 AM. Twenty minutes until the appointment. Twenty minutes until I was supposed to legally tie my life to Kevin’s. The taxi crawled through downtown traffic, each inch forward feeling like a cruel joke. Today was the day that my fiancé and I were going to register our marriage. I was happy, really, however… I stared at the rear view mirror, frowning at my red rimmed eyes which I tried to cover with makeup, to no avail though. I glanced into the rearview mirror, frowning at my red-rimmed eyes. Concealer hadn’t done much to hide them. Kevin hadn’t come home last night. Again. Fifth night in a row. “Emergency merger negotiations. Don’t wait up.” His text had echoed in my head all morning. Business. It was always business. Maybe the first time, I believed him. Maybe even the second. But the fifth? And then there was Ginny. The five-second video she’d posted late last night — dim lights, clinking glasses, a

Kevin has come to his senses? Has he realized how heartless he just was? I hesitated, unsure whether I should give him another chance.Me: 'Tonight?'Kevin: 'Yeah. I’ve been thinking about everything. I was wrong.'I was a bit hesitant, but if Kevin really asked me out and was going to apologize, I probably should go.But I didn't expect that he sent another message, saying, ‘Just… wear that white dress you used to wear when we first met? You looked so happy then. I want to remember us like that.’Part of me screamed not to go. But another voice—the one that had clung to Kevin’s every kind word over the last months—whispered that maybe, just maybe, he meant it this time. Maybe he finally saw me.I wasn't ready to give up on the person I once thought would fight the world for me.A few minutes later, I stood in front of the mirror, fingers hovering over the white colored dress Kevin asked me to wear. It was the same one that I used to wear when they first met, three years ago. Kevin h

Rhea's POVHe lifted my body with such care, as if I were made of glass and might break if held too tightly. Not a single trace of the powerful, untouchable CEO remained, only a man cradling something precious he couldn’t save.I followed, unwillingly, heart cracking more with every step. He walked through the chaos, past the lights still spelling out Happy Birthday Ginny, past the curious stares and gasps. He didn’t care. He carried me like I was his everything.But then, the scene changed and my soul led me to a luxurious hotel. Where is this place?What I saw next was Kevin and Ginny, having dinner in a hotel. Kevin was feeding Ginny cake, and she was smiling, laughing her heart out innocently like she wasn't the one who sent someone to kill me.I couldn't help but clench my fists when I saw them. How can they killed me just now, and now they're here celebrating?“Do you… Do you think Rhea saw the drones? She wouldn't be angry, would she? After all, she's going to meet the stalker

Rhea's POV“It seems your hearing problem is just as selective as your memory, Kevin.” I stepped closer, my voice calm—too calm. “But for the sake of the girl I used to be, I’ll say it one more time.”My heart was pounding, but not from fear. From clarity.I used to think the way you smiled at me was warmth. That your concern, your sweet words, your little gifts meant something.That helping you with assignments, covering your bills, even doing your laundry—it all meant I mattered.But now? I see it clearly.You weren’t cruel. Not obviously. You were careful. Clever. The kind of man who wraps manipulation in affection and calls it love.You let me do everything for you, made me feel needed—but only when it served you.I kept walking, the water beneath my feet rippling with each step.“I begged for your attention. I humiliated myself in front of the entire school… and I thought being pushed into a pool was the worst thing that could happen to me.”I stopped in front of him, head held h

Rhea's POV “Why don't you tell me what I did for you to have slapped me the moment I walked in instead of yelling at me like a dog? Have you no manners, brother?” I questioned, glaring at him. Jason froze immediately, his eyes widening. I scoffed as I could see what he was thinking written so clearly on his face. “She wasn't throwing a tantrum after being slapped?” “She even dared to talk back to her older brother?” Questions were floating around in the sitting room, even the servants who were nearby were staring at me with such shocked looks on their faces. “You… What did you just call me? You just… You called me a dog?!” Jason's voice went high pitched at the end of his sentence. I shrugged, “If the shoe fits, you wear it. Or how did the saying go?” “Rhea! I'm your older brother! How dare you speak to me like that?!” He yelled again, his voice booming. “Oh… What did you expect me to do then?” I gave him a crooked mocking smile, “Did you think I would scream