All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Rhea's Pov “You know nothing!” He yelled, his voice echoing in the sitting room. “Mr Laurent, your daughter might even be dead now and what are you doing? Keeping quiet?! Don't you even care about what Victor Grant is doing to her?! She's your daughter for crying out loud! You're nothing but a devil who sold off his daughter for money, if I was Ava, I would kill myself and curse you to hell!” His face flushed deep red, his jaw tightening like a vice, “You have no right to speak to me that way in my own home!” “Oh, I have every right.” I shot back, leaning forward, my voice dripping with venom, “Because unlike you, I’m not pretending everything is fine while my own blood suffers God knows what at the hands of a man like Victor Grant. Tell me, Mr Laurent, how do you sleep at night? Or do you just count the stacks of money you got for her instead?” His nostrils flared, his knuckles turning white where they gripped the armrest. I tilted my head, my tone deliberately calm, a

Rhea's Pov Fiona gasped and crouched down immediately, shaking Mrs Laurent’s shoulder, “Mrs Laurent! Mrs Laurent, can you hear me?!”Mr Laurent was already at her side, his hands trembling as he checked her pulse. His face stayed grim, but there was no panic, only a heaviness that made my chest feel tight.“She’s alive.” He murmured, brushing damp hair away from her face, “This happens sometimes, she faints at random. It started a few weeks ago, after Ava got married. Doctors couldn’t find the cause, stress, trauma, they said, but it’s gotten worse lately.”I crouched beside him, my gaze still fixed on her pale features, “And you never thought that maybe it wasn’t just stress? That maybe whatever Coleman has been doing is connected to this?”His jaw tightened, “You think I haven’t wondered that? But every time she wakes up, she remembers nothing about what happened before she collapsed. It’s like her mind blocks it out entirely.”Fiona’s hand lingered on Mrs Laurent’s wrist, her brow

Rhea's Pov I wrapped my legs around his waist, liking the way I fit snugly into his body, “It's not like I'm in a good mood. Just that, seeing your face suddenly makes everything I was thinking fly out of the window. You really have that ability and I should thank you for it. However…” I trailed off, leaning in closer, so close that our lips were almost touching, “I don't know if that's a good thing or if it's a bad thing.” Alaric pulled me even closer, his arms snaking around my waist and a finger slowly trailing down the arch of my back. I shivered slightly and he chuckled. “Why do you think it's a bad thing?” He questioned, eyes switching from my lips and back to my face. I pouted, “Well… If I'm thinking like this, who's to say other females aren't thinking like this too? You're too handsome and you smell nice, you can cook and clean too. You're a CEO, and very rich, there will be a lot of women who want to snatch you away from me. I was barely able to keep you.” “If

Rhea's Pov “That's right… The man who kidnapped us and the man whom they had captured looked quite similar. Could it be that they were related to each other?” I murmured. But then I shook my head, if we checked further, we would know what's happening. I carefully brought out everything in the box, coughing when a bit of dust from the bottom hit my nose. Alaric and I started checking it out one by one, trying not to miss anything. By the time we got to the end, my eyes were bloodshot and my throat was from trying to hold in my tears. “How… How could there be such evil people in this world?!” I screamed, slamming my hands on the table. Each and every one of the files here held information about the children that they had kidnapped and sold. They ranged from the age of eight years old till seventeen, the highest being the lookalike of the kidnapper. They also write down whom they were sold to and where they were taken to. “But here, it's blank. There's no name of the seller, along

Rhea's Pov I tried to laugh it off, waving my hand despite the sting in my stomach, “It’s nothing really. Just a scratch.” But my voice was weaker than I expected. Fiona rushed to my side, panic written all over her face, “That’s not just a scratch! We need to…”“I said it’s fine.” I forced a smile, taking one shaky step forward. But the world tilted, black spots danced across my vision, and before I could take another breath, my knees buckled as I fell to the ground. Fiona’s scream echoed dimly in my ears, “Miss Rhea!”Voices, too many of them actually, rushed around me. I could barely make them out, the sound muffled. My body felt unbearably heavy, and the warmth of blood was spreading fast, soaking my clothes.Someone was shouting, “She’s losing blood!”Another barked, “Get something to stop it!”But it was all so distant, fading away. I tried to say something but my lips barely moved before the darkness swallowed me whole. When I came to, my body felt leaden. The air smelled fa