Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Rebirth of a Scorned Heiress : Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

"The new owner of Ryder?" Henry echoed in surprise. "When did Ryder change ownership?" "Almost a month now," Henry replied. "It's not public news yet, and in that one month, Ryder has swallowed three companies on the same level as itself." "Their expansion rate is alarming; it's like a virus spreading. From the investigation I did, they are moving to the next target soon. And the most annoying thing? Nothing about the new boss could be found." "It's like the authority didn't change. I'm honestly not sure they are the ones targeting my company since I have another suspect." Victor explained."Another suspect?"Victor paused, deliberating whether or not he should give the information since he knew Henry might disagree. However, after a moment of deliberation, he decided to say it, wanting to see if Henry was also in the know. "It's the Greys. I found traces of them during my investigation. Nothing too glaring, but they are also involved."Henry leaned back in his chair, his expressi

Lily grabbed her phone, scrolling through her contacts until she reached Mark's name. She tapped it and brought the phone to her ear, waiting as the line rang."Hey, love," Mark’s smooth, warm voice came through, a welcome contrast to the tension that had been building all day. "Calling to check up on me?""Something like that," Lily replied, her tone light but hurried. "I just got a strange message from Alpha Tech. They’re claiming they weren’t informed about the reason they weren't included in the new product distribution." Mark sighed, a weary edge to his voice. "I received the email. Sent by your manager, I informed my team about it since we are preparing for the next item launch. Could you send me a copy of the email you received?""Of course," Lily replied, already skimming through the company's inbox. "Give me a moment, and I’ll forward it to you. It struck me as odd, so I figured it was better to address it directly with you.""Smart move," Mark said, his voice steady. "Frede

Roseline stood in the middle of the movie set for The Luna's Lost Halo, draped in an elegant silk robe, her hair styled to perfection. She held her phone at arm’s length, broadcasting live to her millions of followers.“Oh, you all are the sweetest,” she cooed to the screen, flashing a dazzling smile. “Your support means the world to me. I can’t wait for you to see this project come to life,” she said happily."We all have put so much effort into this movie and we hope that it will be pleasing to the audience," she continued with a chuckle as she flaunted her hair and makeup portraying her character. Her assistant, a young woman with glasses perched on her nose, hovered nearby, clutching a clipboard. She glanced nervously at Roseline as a message pinged on her phone where she was following the love broadcast.“Miss Roseline,” the assistant whispered with a bit of urgency in her voice, “your followers are inquiring about the costumes from Lily’s Fashion. Should I…?”Roseline’s smile t

"What the hell is going on?!" Victor exclaimed, his face red with rage as he glared at his assistant. "What happened to the stocks? Why is everything going downward?" Victor’s assistant, Donovan, trembled under the weight of Victor's explosive rage. He adjusted his glasses nervously, clutching a tablet displaying a series of plunging red lines and alarming financial forecasts.“Sir, we’ve traced the anomalies in the market. It seems like someone has been deliberately shorting our stocks and leaking sensitive information to the media,” Donovan stammered."If you have traced the person, why is this still happening?" Victor seethed, "Why are they still not dealt with? Or do I have to teach you everything?!" Donovan swallowed hard, his hands shaking as he adjusted the tablet again. “S-Sir, we’ve identified patterns, but the issue is...the culprit is operating through proxies and offshore accounts. It’s taking time to—"“Time?!” Victor thundered, slamming his fist onto the desk. The soun

"Your mother wants to see you. When will you be available to come home?" Michael said, leaning back in his chair after his discussion with Mark."I'm busy," Mark replied without skipping a beat. "I won't be available to come over." "You are busy, or you don't want to meet with your mother?" Micheal questioned knowingly, making Mark let out a long sigh. "You know how it is. Every time I go there, it’s the same thing. She just—”“She’s your mother,” Michael interrupted, his tone firm but calm. “She’s been through enough, Mark. Between her condition and how stubborn you’ve been, she’s reaching her limit.”“I’m stubborn?” Mark shot back, raising an eyebrow as his hand clenched around the phone. “She’s the one trying to control my life! She doesn’t listen to me, doesn’t respect my choices—”“Mark.” Michael’s voice was sharper now. “This weekend. Come home. Talk to her. She’s throwing tantrums, and I’m not about to sit here watching her stress herself into a worse state.”Mark groaned, ru