All Chapters of REBORN : MR CEO'S ADDICTION : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

AUTHOR'S POVEleanor’s heels clicked furiously across the polished floor of the luxury hotel. She slid her black card across the counter, chin held high, though her eyes betrayed the storm raging inside her.“Declined,” the receptionist said politely.Eleanor frowned. “Run it again.”Another swipe. Another shake of the head. One by one, she handed over her cards, her voice sharpening with each failed attempt. But every single one was declined.By the time the last card was returned, her cheeks burned with humiliation. With a curt, bitter laugh, she snatched the cards back and stormed out, the curious eyes of guests and staff following her.Once outside, she leaned against her car, trembling with anger. Her hands fumbled for her phone.“Charles,” she said when he picked up. “Give me the address where you’re staying.”The shabby motel reeked of stale smoke and damp carpets. Eleanor parked her car at the front, her eyes narrowing in disgust. She remained inside, waiting.Minutes later, t

AUTHOR'S POV Back at the restaurant Lucas leaned back, voice calm. “Yes. And that is precisely why you’ll need to be more careful. Madison and Richard think everything is under control. They’ll let their guard down…that’s when we strike.”Sophia frowned. “Strike? And what exactly do you expect me to do?”He leaned in, lowering his voice just enough to pull her attention. “Those few paintings you tucked away, the ones you planned to use for secret funds…sell them.”Her eyes widened. “You know about that?”Lucas smirked faintly. “I know everything worth knowing. Soon, you may lose your position as gallery director. At least make sure you walk away with some money. Besides…” He tapped the table lightly with his cane. “I’ll need funds to buy off certain board executives. Nothing moves without leverage.”Sophia exhaled slowly, hesitating. “I’ll… think about it.”Silence fell briefly before she leaned closer, her voice softer, almost pleading. “In the meantime, can I stay in one of the ro

AUTHOR'S POV Night RestaurantThe restaurant’s warm lighting reflected off polished wood and crystal glasses. Lucas sat at a corner table, posture straight, his cane resting against the chair beside him. His eyes flicked to the door every few seconds until at last, Mr. Benjamin walked in, scanning the room.Lucas immediately stood. “Father.”“Hey, son,” Mr. Benjamin replied with a faint smile, moving toward the table.They sat, menus set aside quickly. Lucas leaned forward, studying his father with quiet intent. “You haven’t been out in a while, have you?”Mr. Benjamin gave a small sigh. “What’s the occasion? Why are we meeting away from home?”Lucas smiled faintly, serving some dishes onto his father’s plate before his own. “Just because. And… I have something I wanted to tell you. In private.”His father’s brows furrowed. “If you want to ask for a favor, I can’t help you. You know what the subsidiary CEOs are like. And when it comes to your grandmother…” his voice dropped, weary

AUTHOR'S POVScene – Sophia & EleanorSophia sat in the corner of the café, her fingers wrapped limply around a cold cup of coffee she hadn’t touched. Her eyes were swollen, empty, like she had cried until her tears gave up on her. The sunlight streaming in through the window did nothing to warm her face.The bell above the door chimed. Eleanor strutted in, elegant as always, her heels clicking against the tiled floor. She spotted Sophia instantly and made her way over with a dazzling smile.“There you are,” Eleanor said, slipping into the seat beside her. “Sophia, where have you been all day yesterday? I was worried when I couldn’t reach you.”Sophia didn’t even glance at her. Her voice was cold, brittle. “Must I tell you everything?”The sharpness didn’t faze Eleanor. She simply smiled wider, leaning closer to whisper as if they were conspiring. “What did Lucas’s parents say? Are you going to meet them with him?”Sophia finally turned, her lips curving into a strange, almost mocking

AUTHOR'S POV Clare walked over to Madison, who was sitting quietly on a bench in the station lobby, her hands still clasped tightly in her lap. Her expression was calm, but her eyes betrayed the tremor of the day’s events. Clare’s voice was gentle. “Are you alright, Madison? After what happened out there… the accident, and all of this… it must have been terrifying.” Madison lifted her head, forcing a small smile. “I’m fine, Aunt Clare. Really. Just… a little shaken, that’s all.” Her tone was polite, but there was still a stiffness in it, an awkwardness that neither of them knew how to bridge completely. Before the silence grew heavier, Richard stepped forward. He gave Clare a respectful nod, his voice warm but earnest. “Aunt Clare, thank you for worrying about her. But Madison’s been through enough for one day. I’d like to take her home now, let her rest.” Clare studied him for a moment, then her eyes softened. She nodded. “Of course. Take good care of her, Richard.” Richard’s ha