All Chapters of CEO Wants Me: Heiress Has Risen Again!: Chapter 401 - Chapter 410

Alaric's Pov I blinked, “What?”“Our wedding.” She repeated through her tears, “Let’s do it sooner. Let’s end the rumors once and for all. If we get married now, they’ll have no reason to doubt us!”I took a slow step back, her hands still clutching my shirt, “Isabelle, that’s not how this works.” I said firmly, “If we rush things, it’ll only make things worse. The press will think we’re panicking. You’ll get even more backlash.”“I don’t care about the backlash!” She cried, gripping my shirt tighter, “I care about you! About us! Don’t you see? They’re trying to ruin us. If we make it official, they can’t touch us anymore!”Her desperation clawed at the edges of my patience.“Isabelle.” I said, my tone sharpening, “You need to listen to me. If we suddenly announce a wedding right after that video went viral, everyone will think it’s damage control. That’s not the kind of attention you want.”“But…”“Enough.” I snapped, finally prying her hands off me. I could feel my irritation boili

Rhea's Pov The rest of the afternoon turned out far more enjoyable than I expected. Ruby had a knack for making shopping feel like a festival, each boutique visit was an event in itself.At one boutique, she insisted on trying on a series of extravagant hats, making exaggerated poses in front of the mirror, “Rhea, tell me honestly.” She said, donning a massive sun hat. “Do I look like a movie star or a rich widow?”“Rich widow.” I said without hesitation.She gasped, “You wound me!”Aurelia giggled so hard she nearly dropped the shopping bag.“Alright,” Ruby said with mock indignation, “That’s it. You are banned from honesty for the next ten minutes.”At another store, she picked out a shimmering sapphire gown and insisted I try it on, “It matches your eyes.” She said.I rolled mine but obeyed. And when I stepped out of the fitting room, Ruby’s jaw dropped dramatically,“See? Perfection. Even the mannequins are jealous.”I couldn’t help laughing, “You’re ridiculous.”“And you love it

Rhea's Pov “They are here?! Really?!” I straighten up my back, a burst of joy blooming in my chest. Finally! After so many weeks! If they arrived, then things would be easier for me. If Alaric didn't believe me, then his men would be able to convince him more. Also, they would be able to keep an eye on Alaric and Isabelle for me, watching their every move so Isabelle wouldn't do anything more to Alaric. “Rhea?” Carmen called again, “Are you still there?”“I… Yes. I’m on my way.” My voice was tighter than I expected, “Don’t let them leave.”“I wasn’t planning to and they also aren't planning to as well.” She said simply.I hung up and took a second to steady my breathing before rejoining the table. Ruby was mid-laugh at something Leon said, but her smile faltered the moment she saw my face.“What’s wrong?” She asked, instantly alert.“Nothing bad.” I lied smoothly, “But I have to go. Now. Something urgent came up at home.”Both Ruby and Leon straightened.Ruby frowned, “You just got

Isabelle’s Pov “I see that the both of you have finally decided to ignore all the scandals surrounding Alaric and want to go on with the wedding. What a good decision you've made!” My father, Mr Montaigne said, a grin on his lips. His eyes were sparkling, glittering even. I could almost taste the glitter and sunshine he felt. He was happy, after all, his plan had gone… Fine. Two days ago, after drugging Alaric, I had waited for the drugs to fully set in, and when it did, I rushed into his room, and he pulled me down, kissing me frantically, his body burning. I cried out a bit, telling him to stop, acting like I didn't want it, telling him I was waiting till our marriage. But he didn't stop, he tore off my clothes, leaned in to kiss me once more and then, he suddenly stopped, and rushed into the bathroom and locked the doors. That evening, I could hear the showers running. I could hear the way he slammed his hands on the wall. I could hear his grunts of pleasure as he pleasured

Alaric's Pov My jaw clenched so hard it ached.Before I even turned, her hands were already sliding around my waist, slow at first, then bolder, her palms flattening against my abdomen as if she had a right to touch me. My breath stuttered, disgust roiling up violently, slamming into my ribs. I peeled her hands off me one finger at a time, “Don’t touch me.”She didn’t listen. Instead and unbelievably, she giggled drunkenly and staggered around me, swinging her body in front of mine. Her mascara was smudged, her lipstick smeared, her pupils blown wide. She looked up at me with a hungry, desperate expression that twisted my stomach into knots.“Don’t be so cold.” She purred, running her palm up my chest, “You’ve been ignoring me since you came.” Her fingers trailed toward my throat.Something snapped inside me, violently, “Enough.” I grabbed her wrist, yanking her hand away so sharply she gasped. But instead of pulling back, she leaned in, pressing her breasts against my torso, rubbi