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Chapter 125: Corporate Wars

Aвтор: J. Marlow Reed
last update publish date: 2026-06-26 22:43:57

“I'm asking you to be the daughter I always wished Victoria was.”

Henry Bennett’s voice echoes in my head as I fasten the cuffs of my sleeves. I stare at myself in the vanity mirror, my fingers tracing the gold-embossed business card sitting on the counter. He told me he has less than a year. He is dying. A billionaire titan, surrounded by unparalleled luxury, yet completely and utterly alone.

I stare at my left wrist. The number under my skin is exactly 100. Eight months have gone by since I
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  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 126: Unbelievable

    The silence in the boardroom is thick enough to suffocate. It is Mr. Bennett’s first time setting foot inside the corporate headquarters in over five years. Though his health is declining, the commanding authority that built Zenovar hasn't faded when you look at him. The guards instantly freeze, their eyes widening as they recognize the true owner of the company. They look at Victoria, then back to Mr. Bennett, and wisely step back into the hallway, bowing their heads respectfully as they mutter words of genuine apology.Mr. Bennett gestures toward the board members. “Sit down, everyone. There’s no cause for alarm.”They sit at his command and greet him warmly, excited to see him. But Henry Bennett doesn't smile. Today, he doesn't look like the frail, dying man I sat across from in the restaurant yesterday. “D—Dad…” Victoria stammers, her voice cracking as she tries to force a polite smile over her panic. “You... you weren't supposed to be here today. The doctors said you needed re

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 125: Corporate Wars

    “I'm asking you to be the daughter I always wished Victoria was.”Henry Bennett’s voice echoes in my head as I fasten the cuffs of my sleeves. I stare at myself in the vanity mirror, my fingers tracing the gold-embossed business card sitting on the counter. He told me he has less than a year. He is dying. A billionaire titan, surrounded by unparalleled luxury, yet completely and utterly alone. I stare at my left wrist. The number under my skin is exactly 100. Eight months have gone by since I opened my eyes and saw myself standing at the altar where Daniel and I first said ‘I do’ before he and my family planned my death. I have three months and a few days left. Will I be able to escape death this time? Will I be able to live on as every normal person? Or would death eventually find me once the number on my wrist hits 0?Just like Mr. Bennett, my fate is unknown. He said he might die before it’s even a year. Maybe that’s why I feel the sudden, fierce pull toward him. I don't understa

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 124: A Chance Encounter

    JADE“Your recent absences have compromised your performance, Jade!” Victoria’s voice pierces through the air.“I did exactly as you asked—”“No,” she snaps, cutting me short. “You did what you wanted to do. Little Miss Perfect, aren't you?”I sigh and shake my head. Victoria can’t hide her unhinged jealousy anymore. Honestly, it’s becoming so obvious and agitating. She finds fault in everything I do. It’s never good enough for her. She slams her palms onto her desk, leaning forward until her face is writhed in anger. “Frankly, I no longer see any need for your assistance.”I raise a brow, aware of where this is going. “What’s that supposed to mean?”“Consider your services terminated,” she says sternly, folding her arms. “Effective immediately!”I don't flinch. I stand perfectly still, looking at the hopeless envy exuding through her makeup. She isn’t mad about missed hours because I always worked from home whenever I wasn't available at the office. She is mad because she lost Zayn

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 123: The Debt Collector

    ~MARIE~I haven't seen a fierce woman like Barbara. She’s more money hungry than I am. I’ve known her since she was a little girl and I can’t believe she’s grown up to become this cruel. Jade is surrounded by snakes. She’s lucky to have escaped. I wish luck had never shone on her. I want that money more than I want her to breathe. By the time I drag my exhausted, humiliated body back to the house we’ve called home for the past couple of years, the worst had already happened. The front lawn is chaotic. Three heavy-duty moving trucks are backed up to the entrance, and uniform-clad workers are ruthlessly hauling out our dining sets, armchairs, and racks of clothes, tossing them carelessly into the cargo holds.“What is the meaning of this?!” I scream, running up to the foreman, who is checking items off a digital clipboard. “Our grace period isn't up until midnight! You can't touch our things!”The foreman doesn't even look up. “Rental agreement was terminated legally at 8:00 AM today,

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 122: Hungry for More

    ~BARBARA~Zayn is the devil.Zayn is the devil.I keep repeating it like a mantra as we’re blindfolded, taken from the basement, and loaded in the back of a vehicle. Deep in the dense, freezing wilderness, the van doors fly open. Under the cover of a pitch-black, midnight rain, Zayn’s men drag us out. The blindfolds are cut from our hollow eyes.“Where... where are we?” Daniel coughs, collapsing into the mud, clutching his filthy plaster cast. “Please... don't leave us here…”A hefty man stands over him, his flashlight beam cutting through the downpour, pinning Daniel to the earth. “You're alive. That's more than you earned. If any of you ever touch the boss’s wife again, the boss will find you before the ink on a police report can even dry. If you try to report to the cops, you'll be charged with kidnapping, murder of a couple men, and the attempted murder of Jade Hemsworth.”“We won't,” Natasha says. “We won't say anything! We swear to God! Just leave us alone!”I slowly lift my hea

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 121: Don’t Be a Monster

    He doesn't respond or take his eyes away from me. He doesn't move either. He just stands five feet away, his chest heaving slightly under his unbuttoned overcoat, his raw knuckles glistening faintly in the dim light. He looks like he’s completely off guard, caught in the middle of a heinous crime. He takes a step toward me. “You shouldn't be down here.” “What have you done to them?” I gesture toward the glass cage, my hands trembling. “Look at them. Look at Daniel. Look at Barbara. Are you—are you starving them to death? Is that what you plan to do?” Zayn’s expression hardens instantly. He doesn't look at the cage like I asked him to. His eyes stay locked onto mine. “I'm doing exactly what needs to be done. They forfeited their right to humanity the moment they laid their hands on you.” “This isn’t justice!” I cry, taking a step toward him, my hands clenching the fabric of his robe draped over my small frame. “This is torture, Zayn! If they stay down here another day, their organs

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 43: Honeymoon In Malibu

    Six hours on a flight. I didn’t even get enough time to rest after being dragged out of my reception. Zayn and I only had the grace to change into simple outfits and were driven to the airport and shoved into a private jet. Now, we’re staring at a glass house that sits on the edge of Malibu like it

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 42: The Hemsworths’ Secret Son Slaughters His Own Brother in the Bridal Suite

    “Shut. Up.” Zayn’s knuckles are white where he grips Damon’s lapel. He’s strangling him, and I’m afraid Damon might run out of air. Zayn’s going to kill him. “Zayn, stop!” I lunge forward, grabbing his arm, but it’s like trying to move a mountain. The heat radiating off him is immense. “Zayn, loo

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 41: Ask Your Husband

    I turn slowly. Damon is leaning against the wall, one hand in his pocket, a glass of dark liquid in the other and a look of pure, malicious satisfaction on his face. “We haven't even toasted to your new life yet, Jade. Or should I call you... sister? Now that you're married to my brother.” “Don’t

  • Rewrite My Fate   Chapter 40: A Dance with the Devil

    I don't know why we agreed to a reception. “Weddings must have receptions,” Mrs. Hemsworth had said.So here I am in a reception that feels nothing like a celebration. Crystal chandeliers glow overhead, champagne flows endlessly, and laughter fills the air. But underneath everything, I’m tensed as

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