Lahat ng Kabanata ng CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Kabanata 261 - Kabanata 270

Rhea's Pov Alaric chuckled at my words, his eyes glinting with amusement, “Babying you?” He repeated, lowering himself so that we were face-to-face. Before I could retort, his lips brushed against mine, soft but deliberate, a tease that sent a shiver through me. My eyes widened, but his gaze was calm, steady, like he’d just decided this was the most natural thing in the world.“Just indulge me okay?” He whispered against my lips, the corner of his mouth curving upward.I huffed, slapping his chest playfully but then I shrugged and climbed straight into his embrace. His arms tightened around me instantly, his warmth sinking into me.“Fine.” I murmured, resting my cheek against his chest, “I’ll indulge you.”For a moment, silence stretched between us, his heartbeat steady beneath my ear. But the words I had been holding back pressed against my tongue, clawing their way out.“I found out something today.” I said quietly, almost too calmly for what I was about to confess.Alaric hummed,

Rhea's Pov The glass doors slid open with a faint hiss, and immediately, a group of uniformed officers stepped out as if they had been waiting. Their gazes flicked between me and Alaric, their expressions a mixture of respect and curiosity. “Mr. Vale, Miss Thorne.” One of them greeted formally, bowing his head slightly, “We’ve been expecting you.” “You can just call me Rhea, not Miss Thorne.” I instructed, my voice hard. “Okay, Miss Rhea.” The police men in front of us chorused. Alaric’s hand slid against the small of my back, guiding me forward with that subtle but commanding air he always carried, “Rhea wants to see Ava and Truce.” His voice left no room for argument. The officer hesitated only for a fraction of a second before nodding quickly, “Of course. Right this way.” The hallways smelled faintly of disinfectant and paper. My heart thudded louder with every step, not out of fear, but out of the sharp, simmering anticipation twisting in my chest. The officer led us to

Rhea's Pov I gave Truce one last glance, his smirk lingering. Turning my back on him, I walked away without another word. My steps carried me back to Ava’s cell. She had been quiet the whole time, watching our exchange and when I reached her, she shifted closer to the bars, waiting.“Ava.” I said firmly, my tone softening, “No matter what anyone says, you can’t blame yourself for the deeds of other people. You didn’t make their choices. You didn’t build their empire. You’ve already sacrificed more than enough… And you deserve to be free of all this. If you truly want to punish yourself for what your family did, then you can do it by helping the family of those who lost their children, or maybe even reveal everything to the world so they'll know what happened. You don't have to punish yourself like this.”Her lips parted, trembling just a little, but then she smiled. A small, fragile smile, but genuine. I don't know why but her smile made it seem like she was going somewhere far and w

Ginny's Pov “Dad, about Rhea…” I started, my eyes on Rachel who immediately froze, her back pin straight, “It's bad enough that Rachel gave birth to a child from another man but we can't continue to keep Rhea in this house, can we? After all, she's the daughter of someone else. It will bring a dent to our reputation. And right now, we can't afford to have any problems.” I explained, my voice sincere and earnest. Howard nodded, “I also don't want to keep Rhea here; however, we still need Alaric's help. If we can convince her to…” “I have a plan to get what you desire.” I cut Howard off, a smirk on my lips. “A plan?” Howard repeated, his brows furrowing in questioning but the look in his eyes told me that he was all ears. So I started speaking. “Yes. When the engagement was made years ago, there was a condition that had to be met and that was the condition where Alaric Vale had to marry the eldest daughter of the Thorne family. But now that Rhea is not a Thorne at all, who is now t

Ginny's Pov Howard didn’t look at me. He didn’t look at anyone. His silence was enough of an answer. The scarred man who spoke scoffed and went upstairs along with his other men and together, they brought down a huge table stand that had my jewellery, makeup and a lot of my stuff. My eyes widened and I lunged forward like a madwoman, my throat tearing with a scream.“No! Not that! That’s mine! Do you hear me?!” I clawed at the arms of the men hauling my belongings, desperation flooding me like fire in my veins, “Take the paintings, take the stupid chandelier, take Rachel’s worthless trash, but not my things! Those are mine!”I grabbed onto the edge of the table stand, pulling with all my strength. But in an instant, one of them shoved me, harder this time. My body flew backward, my head cracking against the sharp edge of the coffee table before I hit the ground with a thud. White-hot pain exploded at the side of my skull, my vision swimming, spots dancing before my eyes.“Stay down.