All Chapters of Reborn Of The Billionaire's Princess : Chapter 171 - Chapter 179

"Careful”, Charles murmured. “Just one more step.Kate nodded, lifting her right leg. A blindfold covered her eyes, leaving her solely to rely on the sound of his voice. She had no idea where they were.Earlier, Jack had shown up at her penthouse with a Chanel shopping bag, inside was a stunning dress and matching heels, with an envelope. The note read: Be ready by 7.And exactly 7, Charles had picked her up, saying they were having dinner outside. But instead of driving to a restaurant he took her to the company. The moment they arrived, he insisted on putting a blindfold over her eye.“We're here”, Charles said, letting go of her hand to stand behind her.The cold breeze brushed against her skin, making her shiver. They had to be outdoors. The balcony? Or rooftop?Then, he gently slipped off the blindfold.Kate blinked a few times, slowly opening her eyes. Her lips parted as she admired the sight before her. “This is.... beautiful”.They were on the rooftop - but it didn't look like

Charles sat in office at Donovan Car Enterprise, running his hand through his already disheveled hair. His knee bounced, restless.Taylor can't be Kate.He refused to believe what Alexander had said. She died four years ago.But then, that damned voice whispered in his head again. “Her body was never found”.He cursed under his breath. Now it all made sense. Her Birthday. How she had guessed correctly where the blueprints were, like she'd kept them there herself. Andrew taking care of her. Kyle.Hell, even her hatred for Rose. It had been personal. They weren't coincidences at all.The door swung open, and in walked a man with tousled brown hair.Charles raised his head at the uninvited guest. It was Vincent. His mind flashed to when she'd first met him, correctly guessing he had gone to the suburbs for training. At that time, he assumed Alexander might have blabbed about it to her, why he hadn't questioned it.“Hey man", Vincent said, collapsing into the chair across from him. He ra

Charles let out a tired sigh as he exited the hotel, Jack by his side.“What’s next on my schedule?”“Just one more meeting, sir”, Jack replied.“Alright”, Charles gave a brief nod. “Let's get it over with”.He slid into the backseat while Jack took the wheel and started the engine.It was 8pm. On a normal day, he’d have told Jack to drop him off at Taylor's place, snuck into her home and cuddled beside her on the bed. But not tonight.He pulled out his phone, as his finger hovered over her number in his call log. Instead, he swiped into their chat that morning.HIM: Morning darling. I won't be coming to the office today, so don't wait for me.MY DARLING: Good morning, King. Full schedule today?HIM: Yeah.MY DARLING: Alright HIM: Text me when you leave the office, okay?—-That had been the last message. Still no reply.He checked his phone again, he’d been doing it all day. Even the person he met earlier had noticed.He hesitated for a second before typing a new message.HIM: Darli

Slowly, Catherine turned to meet Rose's scrutinizing gaze. Her eyes flickered down to the paper still in Catherine's hand, then back to her face.“Didn’t you hear me?” Rose snapped “I just came to pick up my file that's all”, Catherine replied, raising the folder in her other hand as proof.Rose arched her brow. “And the paper?”“It slipped out from underneath. I was just picking it up___”.Rose walked over to her and snatched the paper from her hand, cutting her off mid-sentence.Catherine stopped the urge to hiss and instead offered a tight-lipped innocent smile.“Since you’ve gotten what you came for, you can leave”, Rose said coldly, walking past her toward the desk.Catherine turned to go, but Rose’s voice stopped her.“How’s your arm?” She glanced back, noticing Rose’s eyes lingered on her bandaged arm before rising to meet her gaze. “It’s fine”, Catherine replied.“Take the rest of the month off”, Rose said. “You can resume work in November”.Catherine almost rolled her eye

Kate stood quietly at the corner of the hall, swirling the champagne flute in her hand. Charles had reluctantly let her go to prepare his 'surprise’, and now she waited, away from the noise, observing the crowd.She’d distanced herself from the business associates, not in the mood to entertain anymore conversations about the car. Not that they dared approach her - thanks to Charles.He made an announcement: no negotiations during the afterparty, or they’d be disqualified from owning the limited edition release. And of course, they all listened.The power that man held. A proud smile tugged at her lips as she took another sip of her drink.“You must be feeling proud of yourself right now”.Kate didn’t need to look to know who it was. The bitterness in their tone gave them away. Rose.“Of course”, she replied cooly, not sparing her a glance.“And yours would have been a success, if you had just listened to me”, she added, turning slightly to meet Rose's hatred filled eyes.“It was just