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작가: A. Kale
last update 게시일: 2026-04-27 01:49:05

Morana’s POV

The kitchen smelled exactly what Xavier expected. Roasted chicken, garlic and onion.

I’d spent the afternoon preparing it while my body hummed with a different kind of energy. It is the kind of knowing exactly what was being taken from me.

Iris was already seated when Xavier came downstairs. She wore the same soft smile she always did, the one that suggested she belonged here more than I did. And she doesn’t have anything against me.

I can’t unsee it now. These people have playe
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  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    42

    Xavier’s POVI was in my study reviewing extraction schedules when Lance called. The man sounded frantic like something had gone wrong and he couldn’t figure out how to fix it.“Xavier. Thank God. I need your help!” he said before I could even say hello.I leaned back in my chair and lit a cigar because if there was one thing I understood, it was how to use someone else’s desperation as leverage. Lance Mortaine has come to me weeks ago with a proposal. I should help him consolidate control of Mortaine Patent and push out the board members who were loyal to Theodore.In exchange, I’d get access to Mortaine’s research division and their proprietary formulas. Access to everything I needed to synthesize my own version of the regenerative compound.I won’t need Morana Greene anymore. I have enough of her blood extracted to last several weeks. The buyers were satisfied and operation was running smoothly. “What’s the problem?” I asked.“She’s back!” Lance said and his voice cracked slightl

  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    41

    Tristan’s POVMorana came home late and I was still awake in the living room reviewing files on Xavier’s operation. I could hear her keys hit the counter in the kitchen. She appeared in the doorway wearing the black Alexander McQueen dress and her makeup was smudged slightly around the eyes. Her hair has started to come loose from its twist. She looks exhausted and powerful and completely unavailable.That had become the pattern. Every time she came near, there was this electric thing that happened between us. Every time I tried to close the distance, she maintained it with surgical precision.“You’re still awake,” she murmured but it wasn’t a question.“Work.”She nodded and moved toward the bedroom like that was the end of the conversation. Like we were just two people who happened to share an apartment instead of two people who’d agreed to share a bed.I watched her walk past me and felt that familiar frustration settle into my chest. Keep him at arm’s length. Don’t let yourself n

  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    40

    Tristan’s POVMy phone rang at 4:47 PM and the caller ID showed a number I didn’t recognize from a country code that made sense. Beth had finally surfaced.“You’re alive.” I said instead of hello.“Barely,” she huffed on the other end. Her voice sounded tired in a way that suggested she’d been running for days. “I’m in Barcelona. I’m safe. But Tristan, Xavier found me.”I set down the financial reports I’d been reviewing and pulled up the encrypted messaging system that connected directly to my intelligence team. “Tell me everything.”“I was at the airport in Madrid. I was supposed to be leaving that morning but I’d forgotten my passport at the hotel so I went back and he was just there. In the lobby like he’s been waiting.” She paused and I could hear her breathing heavily like she was still processing the shock of it. “He said he needed to talk to me. That he’d been looking for me. That he wanted closure.”“And you agreed to have lunch with him?”“He looked so desperate, Tristan. I

  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    39

    Morana’s POVThe penthouse was exactly what I needed. And not Tristan’s cold minimalism or Xavier’s performative luxury. It is clean lines and floor-to-ceiling windows that showed Manhattan like it belonged to me. Which it did or at least this piece of it was about to.The realtor was talking about square footage and finishes and some bullshit about the previous owner being a hedge fund manager who’d decided to relocate to London. I wasn’t listening. I was walking through the space imagining my furniture in it. Imagining having a place that was completely mine where I didn’t have to perform or pretend or watch my back.This is the place I want to come back to and be broken by myself. The master bedroom had a view of Central Park. The kitchen had marble countertops that probably cost more than most people’s rent. There was a home office that would be perfect for rebuilding my research without anyone monitoring what I was doing.“I want to put in an offer” I told the realtor. A woman

  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    38

    Morana’s POVLance was waiting in the hallway outside the boardroom like he’d been standing there the entire time we were in the meeting. Probably he has because he’d been trying to figure out his next move while listening to his entire operation collapse through the conference room door.He smiled at me with all his teeth and pulled me into a hug before I could step back. It was supposed to be thr kind of hug that was supposed to look familial and warm but just felt suffocating.“I missed you” he said into my hair. “I was hurt you didn’t call. Not once in five years. I thought we were family.”“We’re not anymore..” I said and made sure my voice came out flat and cold and he pulled back like I’d physically hit him. “We share a stepmother. That’s it.”“Morana come on. I was just trying to keep the company stable while you were -”“While I was what?” I stepped out of his grip completely. “While I was disappearing into a life that wasn’t mine? While I was slowly dying and nobody in this

  • Reborn as the True Billionaire    37

    Tristan’s POVI was reviewing quarterly projections when Reid walked in with his expression already telling me something was wrong. He set a phone down on my desk face up and I saw the picture before he said anything.Xavier and Beth having lunch at some upscale restaurant in Manhattan. Beth looked uncomfortable. Her body language was closed off and she was barely touching her food but she wasn’t terrified either. She was just sitting there looking like someone who’d agreed to something she regretted.There was message attached to the image. As though Xavier was just making conversation instead of trying to leverage my sister into some kind of business negotiation.Xavier Lancaster: Your sister and I had an interesting lunch. I think we could work very well together given our complementary skill sets. I’d love to discuss a partnership opportunity. Call me.I stared at the message for a long moment and felt something cold settle into my chest. It is the understanding that Xavier had j

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