All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

Alaric's Pov “If you didn’t want her, why take her?! She was supposed to be mine! You think you’re better than me just because you have money and power? You’re just a bastard!” I didn’t move. I just stood there, letting him vent. His tone was half-deranged, but there was something off beneath all that anger, something that made my stomach tighten. “Where is she?” I asked finally, cutting through his rant. He blinked, startled, “What?” “Rhea Valerius.” I said flatly, “You said you knew her. You shouted her name like a maniac in front of the entire press. So tell me, where is she?” Kevin’s mouth twisted into a grin that didn’t reach his eyes, “Why? So you can hurt her again?” I didn’t rise to the bait. My voice stayed calm, “Just answer the question.” He snorted, looking away, “You people are all the same. You took everything from me, and now you want her too?” My patience was thinning. I crouched down and grabbed him by the collar, forcing him to meet my eyes, “Do I look lik

Alaric's Pov “Say one more word about her.” I said quietly, my voice trembling with restrained anger, “Just one more word and you'll regret it.” Her fingers trembled against my skin, “A… Alaric…” She choked out. Her voice was weak, rasping, but still defiant, “Is this… Is this what you call ‘talk’?” The tremor in her tone, the faint sound of her breath catching, it did something to me. My hand shook, but I couldn’t seem to let go. “Answer me!” I demanded, “Did you set that man up? Did you bring him here to ruin my name?” She couldn’t reply, her lips moved soundlessly as her tears began to fall. A single drop landed on my hand. It burned like fire. My fingers faltered. For a moment, I just stood there, watching her cry silently, gasping for breath. Her tears ran down her cheeks and onto my hand, and suddenly I couldn’t breathe either. What the hell was I doing? The sight of her trembling, the faint quiver in her lips, struck something deep in my chest, something raw, unfamiliar

Rhea's Pov It wasn't even night and yet, the air was so cold and it felt like I was being sliced on the skin by the breeze. I stumbled out of the private room and out of the bar itself, half-dragged, half-led by the man who’d appeared out of nowhere, the same man who had kicked Alaric away from me.My legs felt unsteady, my chest burned, and my throat ached where his fingers had pressed down seconds too long.“Careful.” The man muttered, steadying me with an arm still firmly around my waist. I didn’t answer him because my mind wasn’t even here. It was still back in that room with Alaric. Even now, even after what he’d done, the sound of his name in my head made my heart twist painfully. I blinked slowly, trying to steady my breathing. My hands trembled violently, though I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or something else. My pulse echoed in my ears, each beat louder than the last.I should have been terrified, heck I should have been angry. But instead, a soft laugh escaped me. It s

Rhea's Pov The glass of water in my hand almost slipped as Laziel’s voice cut sharply through the quiet kitchen. Before I could even open my mouth, another, smaller voice piped up.“Mommy.” Neveah’s eyes were wide and glistening, confusion written all over her face as she looked from me to Laziel, “What happened to your neck? Did you fall?”My heart twisted painfully at her innocent concern.I smiled, “It’s nothing, sweetheart,” I said softly, reaching out to brush her curls away from her forehead, “Just a little accident. Nothing to worry about, okay?”She frowned but nodded reluctantly, still looking like she didn’t quite believe me.Laziel wasn’t buying it either. His eyes were sharp, his jaw tight, “Accident?” He repeated, his voice dangerously quiet, “That doesn’t look like an accident, Rhea. That looks like someone’s hand. A man's hand.”I exhaled slowly, setting the glass down on the counter before turning to face him, “Laziel, please…”“Who did this?” He interrupted, stepping

Alaric's Pov “Fuck!” The word tore out of my throat as my palms slammed against the table. The sharp sound echoed through the room, bouncing off the walls like my anger was refusing to stay contained. My breath came fast, ragged. My vision blurred. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling, and my jaw was tight enough to crack. What the hell was happening to me? My throat burned, the corners of my eyes stung, and an unbearable heaviness pressed down on my chest until I almost couldn’t breathe. I dragged a shaking hand through my hair, cursing again under my breath, “Cry? How can I feel that way?! What the hell is this?!” It was insane. Every inch of me was on fire, from the place her fingers had brushed to the spot where her tears had fallen against my skin. I shut my eyes, the image of that man flooding my head again, his arm around her, the way she leaned into him, the easy way she laughed. My blood went cold. “Who the fuck is that man?” I whispered to the empty room, my voice