All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Alaric's Pov I clenched my fists against my phone, my heart was trembling. “Alaric! What happened?! What was that?!” Laziel’s voice cut through the fog of my panic, sharp and insistent. He was suddenly right in front of me, grabbing my shoulders, his face pale with alarm, “Where is she?! What did you hear?!”I looked at him, my breath catching in my throat. My mouth opened, but no words came out. The scream still echoed in my ears, a chilling testament to Rhea’s sudden, horrifying peril. I could only shake my head, a profound, gut-wrenching dread washing over me.“She… she was… they… they found her…” I stammered, the words barely coherent, “There was a crash… a killer… and then… she screamed, Laziel. She screamed.” The last word was a whisper, laced with an agony I hadn’t known myself capable of.Laziel’s grip on my shoulders tightened, his knuckles white. His face, usually so composed, was contorted with a mixture of shock and fury, “Who found her? Who are ‘they’?! What did she say

Alaric's Pov The office was meticulously organized, as always. Rhea’s taste for minimal decorations was evident in the modern furniture and the lack of jam packed stuff on her expansive desk. Yet, despite its orderliness, a very unsettling feeling hung in the air and it was a stark contrast to the vibrant energy that Rhea usually brought to the space. I walked further into the room, my eyes scanning everywhere. A bitter wave of self-reproach washed over me. Fool. I had been so caught up in my own affairs, so confident in Rhea’s capabilities, that I hadn’t pressed her enough. When she said she could handle it, I believed her. When she claimed to be busy, I gave her space. I should have been more attentive. I should have insisted on helping her. My trust, usually a strength, felt like a gaping vulnerability now. This wasn't her usual "busy." This was something she was trying to keep hidden, something that had clearly overwhelmed her. “Anything?” Laziel’s voice cut through my thoug

Rhea's Pov A Few Hours Ago “We've been on the lookout and here's what we found.” Marcus placed a picture on the table. It was face down and for some reason, I didn't want to open it. “This guy has been stalking you since the third day that those dead rats started appearing in front of the company. We think we might be the one placing them there.” Marcus explained.Someone was stalking me? My heart clenched at the thought. It was to be expected; someone stalking me, I mean. But it still brought back bad memories. “I think you should check out who he is.” Marcus drummed on the table, his eyes on me. I was trying to stall, it seems he noticed that. I sighed, gulped down some saliva to wet my dry throat and slowly turned the picture face up. The moment I saw the man in the picture, my breath froze, and I stilled. It was him! The man who killed me in my past life! My eyes were wide. I couldn't breathe. It felt like a huge stone was placed upon my chest, stopping the airflow. My hands

Rhea's Pov The man stormed in, his eyes blazing with amusement as he stared at me. I glared at him, my hands still shaking from the force. And also, I was scared. Now that I saw him clearly, despite the dim lights, I could tell. This was him. The same man who had stalked me that day when I was going to the marriage hall, and the man who had stabbed me that night. He was the one. “Why didn't you stay put like I expected you to stay? Now we'll have to start moving all over again until I'm done with you. Why do women like you not like to listen?” The man used the gloves in his hand to hit me on the face, twice. There was an infuriating smirk on his face. “What do you want with her? If the police find out where you are, you won't be able to escape at all!” Marcus yelled from where he was tied up. He was struggling against the bindings very noticeably but it was too tight. The knot he used couldn't be easily untied. “Well… I have nothing against her in particular. It's just tha

Rhea's Pov “Ugh! Ugh! Ack!” I heard groans coming from my side as I slowly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing and somehow, I felt warmness in my throat, like I was about to throw up or something. However, I held it in and looked at the source of the noise. The stalker was hitting Marcus who had fallen on the ground, he had a bleeding wound just above his chest and a little under his shoulders. There was blood dripping down the corner of Marcus’s lips and I could tell that he was fighting to keep himself conscious. How long has it been since I went unconscious? “You fucker! How dare you speak to me like that?! You crazy fucker!” The stalker continued to hit him until Marcus suddenly fell to the ground, his head hitting the concrete ground hard. “Marcus!” I yelled out his name in panic, my eyes wide, “Let me go! Marcus!” I screamed, years already starting to gather at the corner of my eyes. He was bleeding. He was bleeding very seriously. “Oh? The little princess is awake?” “Le