Semua Bab Rebirth: From Devoted Wife to Ice Queen CEO: Bab 11 - Bab 20

Aria picked up her phone from the dinning table after dropping the documents and and send a quick text to Mira.>"Hey Mira, you free? Let's met up at Noir by Eleven in thirty minutes?"Mia's reply came immediately.>"Sure. See you there."Noir by Eleven is An exclusive rooftop restaurant and wine bar where Aria and Mia often dine. Reservations are impossible without a name or a scandal.It's known for its low lighting, sweeping sea views, and private glass booths.A favorite for secret meetups, whispered alliances, and accidental paparazzi sightings.The restaurant was discreet, dim lighting, velvet booths, and soft jazz playing under the clink of expensive cutlery. No cameras and no flashing lights. Just the kind of silence Aria liked.She was five minutes early, of course.Mia slid into the booth two minutes after that, in a black leather jacket over a silk blouse, her hair swept up carelessly but still looking like a Vogue editorial. She dropped her bag beside her and raised an e

Aria jolted out of bed with a gasps and her skin covered in sweat. She looked around her, her breath coming out in shallow puffs. It was then she noticed she was still in her room and safe. It must had been a dream then. She was just being paranoid for no reason at all. The car wasn't following her and she saw it herself, but it still made her skin crawl. A sharp knock on her door startled her from her thinking. "Yes? Come in." She said her voice still shaking. The door opened a little bit and one of the maids came in."Good morning miss. Your parents are calling for you at the dinning hall." The maid stammered. Aria waved her hand at the maid. "Tell them I will be there shortly." The young maid hurriedly left the room, closing the door softly behind her. Aria went in to the bathroom and took a quick shower before going downstairs to meet her parents at the dinning table. Her parents are already seated. Her dad at the head of the table with today's papers in his ha

The brunch crowd hummed around them, glasses clinking and soft laughter filling the air, but at Aria's table, everything had gone still. The moment Adrian Wu appeared beside them, all of Mia's playful chatter died like a flame snuffed out. "Aria," Adrian said, his voice dripping with fake warmth and desperate charm. "Just five minutes. That's all I'm asking for." Aria didn't even glance up. She reached for her coffee with deliberate calm, stirred in a bit of cream, and took a slow sip. Her expression remained unchanged. "You need to leave, Adrian." He stepped closer, invading her space the way he always had. "You've ignored every single message I have send you. I deserve at least a real conversation. Not this... this ice queen act." Mia leaned back in her chair, her arms folded, watching him with open disgust. "You're embarrassing yourself, Wu. Take the hint and crawl away." Adrian whipped around to face her, his charm evaporating instantly. "Stay out of this, Mia. T

Aria's fingers drummed against her desk, as she stared at the folder resting beside her tablet. She had read through it slowly this time, because she wanted to be absolutely sure there was no mistakes.She pressed the intercom button on her desk. "Anya."Anya's voice filtered in almost immediately. "Yes, Ms. Lin?"“Tell Mr. Luo I want to see him in my office now.”Anya was silent for a beat on the other side before she answered. “He’s not in the building yet, ma’am. But I’ll notify him the moment he arrives.”“Alright.” Aria ended the call with a click and turned her face to face the skyline outside her window.One hour later.Ethan had just stepped out of the elevator, dressed in black trouser and a charcoal button-down shirt, when Anya approached him with a slight smile on her lips.Anya looked him up and down and bit her lip to stop herself from commenting on how tired he looked with dark circles clinging beneath his eyes like bruises."Mr. Luo," she greeted softly. "Ms. Lin wants

There, by the entrance, sat a pair of men's shoes he had definitely never seen before. He could tell the shoes were larger than his own and more expensive.His heart rate increased, his heart beating furious against his ribcage. The key in his hands slipped from his numb fingers and clattered against the hardwood floor with a sound that seemed to echo all round the apartment.He stepped inside and close the door behind him slowly. The familiar scent of Lisa's expensive perfume hung in the air all around him and he inhaled slowly.Her living room was clean as always, decorated in whites and creams. But there were signs of two people who occupied the living room not too long ago with the two wine glasses on the table as prove and a man's jacket draped carelessly over Lisa's white sofa that made his heart rate increased. The jacket was gray and definitely not his.He was still trying to wrap his head around what exactly he was seeing, when he heard it. A sound that made his blood turned