Semua Bab Reborn to be a dangerous billionaire’s wife : Bab 71 - Bab 80

Dawn.The drive to the lawyer’s firm felt longer than it should have. The sky was pale gray, washed out after last night’s rain, and the windshield wipers squeaked every few seconds, a sound that made my nerves itch. Ethan didn’t speak much. He just drove, one hand on the steering wheel, the other resting loosely on the gear shift. The silence between us wasn’t new. When we finally pulled up to Harrington & Cole Legal Associates, I had to take a moment before stepping out. The building was the kind that whispered wealth, stone walls, wide marble steps, and gold-lettered signage that gleamed faintly in the morning light.Two glass doors stood at the entrance, reflecting our figures at us. Ethan in his dark suit, sharp and composed, and I beside him, dressed in beige silk.Inside, the air smelled of polish and old files. The floor was so clean it mirrored the ceiling lights. The receptionist at the front desk looked up immediately. She was young, maybe in her twenties, with perfect po

Damien“Hey, kitten,” I murmured, leaning against the stairs. “What are you watching?”Her head turned slightly and was surprised when she noticed I had been standing there. The morning light caught her face warm and beautiful as always.“Oh, hi. Good morning,” she said, her voice gentle. “It’s the news update. The storm last week tore off some building roofs and flooded half the city. The updates say a few families lost everything.”I stepped closer, my gaze moving from her face to the flickering screen. “I’m just hearing about it now. Three days late,” I said quietly. “The rain was bad, but I didn’t think it would cause that much damage.”She nodded, still staring at the screen. “I just feel sorry for them,” she said. Her voice cracked slightly, empathy lingering in it like a bruise.It was one of those moments that reminded me how different she was. So much light radiated around her even when mine dimmed.I tilted my head, watching her. “Do you have anything that’ll take you to tha

DamienHer tone was soft, but her words landed like glass breaking in a quiet room.I froze mid-step, her voice pulling me back from the edge of my thoughts.“Now back to you,” she said again, firmer this time. “What is going on with you, Damien?”I turned slowly toward her. Liora’s eyes are sharp and searching. She tilted her head slightly, her expression unreadable yet full of quiet insistence.“Especially when I overheard you talking about Harper and Carolyn on the phone,” she continued. “What’s the story? And remember, I know you already at least to an extent. So please don’t lie to me. I’m always on your side.”Her last sentence came softer, almost like a plea.I leaned back in the chair, exhaling through my nose. “Harper is a friend turned enemy,” I began, my voice low. “Like I told you before, he was good to do business with until he got greedy.”Liora’s gaze didn’t waver. She rested her chin against her hand, waiting.“He became the kind of friend you don’t need,” I went on, “

LioraI will not tell a man how to live his life, nor will I tell him how to be himself.Long morning it’s been. Our conversation started before the rain, and now, after pouring heavily for hours, it’s only drizzling outside. The air feels damp, thick with the weight of everything said and unsaid.Damien had stepped out of the study a few minutes ago to get some water after telling me what I thought I already knew but I needed to hear it from him, to understand the why and how behind it all.Now he’s back, holding out a cold bottle of water for me.“Thank you,” I said softly.He didn’t sit immediately. His eyes stayed on me for a moment before he finally asked, “Do you remember your old driver, Anthony?”The question caught me off guard.“Yes, I remember,” I said, my voice quiet but steady. “The memory is still fresh in my mind.”In truth, I think about it almost every day.Apart from the flashbacks of my past life where my stepmother macheted me to death and the pain that ended me. D

DamienThe door flew open with a loud bang, slamming against the wall so hard I thought it might come off its hinges. I didn’t care, it’s my property anyway.“Easy tiger,” Valerie drawled from across the room, completely unfazed. Not a flicker of fear in her eyes. She’d been expecting me.“Why the hell did you leave this place without my permission?” I thundered, my voice echoing off the walls.She tilted her head, a small smirk tugging at her lips. “Am I a prisoner here? Oh, no one told me that,” she said, mocking me with that playful tone.“Watch it,” I warned, stepping closer.But instead of backing away, she moved slowly, deliberately, and defiantly toward me. “Look, Damien, or whatever you want to be called,” she said, her voice sharp now. “I’m here to do a job. To satisfy your desires. Nothing more or less.”Before she could take another step, Kingsley moved. He crossed the room in a flash, his hand cracking across her cheek before dragging her back and forcing her into the chai