All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

Rhea's Pov He glanced down at me, one brow slightly raised, “You just took down two of the most powerful men in the city, and now you’re acting like a spoiled kitten.” “Mm, but I am tired.” I said, puffing my cheeks a little. I curled up sideways, resting my head on his chest, then peeked up at him, “Don’t you feel bad for me?” His lips curved, slow and dangerous, like he was holding back a laugh. He brushed a strand of hair off my face with his long fingers, his touch lingering, “You don’t look like someone who needs pity. You looked like you were born to sit in that courtroom and crush them all.” I scrunched my nose and poked his chest, “Stop saying it like that. I wasn’t ‘crushing’ anyone. I was just… proving the truth.” “And you enjoyed every second of it.” His voice dipped lower, smooth and teasing. I gasped dramatically and hid my face against him, “I did not! Do I look evil to you?” “Yes.” He answered without hesitation, his tone flat but his hand already strokin

Rhea's Pov “It's because of you. It's all because of you! Everything has been taken away because of you!” Ginny screamed, her eyes bloodshot and veins popped out for her forehead and neck. Like Howard, she looked dirty and wrinkled. Ginny was obsessed with her looks, so I thought no matter how long she stayed in prison, it wouldn't affect her that much. She would have looked for ways to still keep her appearance as normal as she could. But it seems her second time in prison really broke her to the extent that if a schoolmate of hers saw her like this, they would not be able to recognise her. “Ginny, are you saying that after I found out about everything Howard did to get his wealth, I should have kept quiet? I shouldn't have reported him? Don't you feel pity for those children who were sacrificed to get the wealth?” “Feel pity?” Ginny said, the corners of her mouth twitching, “Why should I? I'm not the one who sold them, they have no grudge against me. I didn't do anything to

Rhea's Pov Alaric flicked me on the head playfully, “Tell me why I should touch your dramatic skull?” He murmured but still sat facing me, his hands raised. I beamed and immediately turbines around, then when I felt his slightly cold fingertips on my forehead, I shivered in delight. “Because I'm your wife?” I answered, shrugging, “You have to give me everything I want or else, I'll divorce you.” “Divorce me? Do you really think I'll let you do that? You're stuck with me Rhea, even if you run away, I'll look until the ends of the earth to find you. So don't even think of leaving me.” Alaric said calmly, like he was just talking about the weather. I wanted to retort, to say something back but the atmosphere had suddenly changed. It was charged, hotter and filled with something more… What he said just now was supposed to freak me out, wasn't it? He was admitting his possessiveness towards me and as a woman, it's supposed to scare me, right? But why the hell am I feeling like this? “

Rhea's Pov “Auntie?” I murmured, my brows furrowed, “Does this mean that you've met a woman who could possibly be Neveah's mom previously?” “Yes.” Laziel nodded. “Lets not jump into conclusions yet. There are many reasons why someone can be called an auntie. But still, we can't ignore the resemblance between Neveah and the woman.” Alaric glanced at Laziel, “Can you describe the man's face to an artist to draw it?” Laziel nodded slowly and Alaric stood from the ground, whipped out his phone and dialed a number. Meanwhile, I pulled Laziel closer, placing my hands on his shoulders. Laziel had run out of the house in fear, there is no way those two people in the dream, despite the resemblance could scare Laziel like this. There was something else he saw, something that he wasn't saying. And it seems Alaric realised it too because as soon as he turned back, he stared at Laziel for a while, his eyes judging, then he raised his eyes back to me. “The artist will be here in a few minutes

Rhea's Pov My lips turned into a frown as I stared at Laziel, “Laziel… Do you know what you're saying right now?” “Yes, I do. Dustin died by my hands, I killed him because he was going to kill me and that woman if we didn't protect ourselves.” Laziel took a shaky breath, he stared at his hands, clenching and unclenching them. “Actually… I remembered a bit more, but I was too scared to speak. I was scared to realise that truly, what I saw in my memories were true. I didn't want to think about the fact that I had murdered a man in cold blood. So I hoped it was just a nightmare and nothing else. But after you confirmed his face and his death, I know that it was really a memory of mine.” Laziel raised his head up, and I saw that tears were already gathering at the corner of his eyes. He was shaken up from the memory he had, but in his eyes, I also saw that he wanted us to trust him. He didn't want to be treated as a murderer. So I sighed, “Oh Laziel…” I stretched out my hands, beckon