All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REBORN WIFE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alicia’s ferocity caught them completely off guard. After just a few exchanges, one of their colleagues was already sprawled on the ground. The others glanced at each other; not one of them dared to rush her again. Alicia took a step forward.They immediately retreated, faces tight with fear. Alicia could see it in their eyes. She taunted them, her voice cool. “Aren’t you men? What, afraid to fight?”The four exchanged looks, then bolted. Alicia shook her head and continued down the street.She had no idea Andy—whom she’d assumed had left—had actually swapped cars and witnessed everything. He tapped the armrest of his seat, silent.His personal assistant couldn’t help but blurt out, awestruck, “Sister-in-law is so powerful.”Andy’s expression didn’t change. He asked, “Have you done the investigation?”A troubled look crossed Luke’s face as he sighed. “Whoever’s protecting her identity is too powerful. I tried matching her face in the national ID database, but every route leads to ‘Cat

The moment Alexander heard Alicia’s response, he exhaled in relief. He turned to the mother-and-daughter pair and fixed them with a cold glare. Beatrice and Winnie shrank back, avoiding his gaze.It didn’t stop him from lecturing them. “Beatrice, it seems you have too much time on your hands. You should get back to overseeing your businesses instead of making Clinton do your work.”Beatrice’s face drained of color. Alexander shifted his attention to his daughter and sneered. “You just resumed at the company today. Your weekly report will be on my desk this weekend. If you don’t perform, the next time you resume, it’ll be as an ordinary staff member.”Winnie’s nerves frayed, but Alexander didn’t care. He turned to Alicia. “Keep working hard, my dear.”Then he left the dining table. Winnie and Beatrice shot Alicia a cold look, but Alicia only grinned and walked away with a smile.“Mom, I really hate her,” Winnie hissed, her expression hard and menacing. “Seeing her smile makes me want t

Beatrice’s expression darkened even further. The spy, still on his knees, exhaled in relief, hardly daring to breathe lest the mother and daughter vent their anger on him.“Scram,” Beatrice snapped, flicking her hand in dismissal.He sprang to his feet and fled. Beatrice frowned, thinking, before muttering, “What’s wrong with that man, Andy? He’s clinging to that wild girl like a swarm of houseflies.”Winnie’s anger flared at the mention of Andy’s name. She already despised him—so handsome, so wealthy, and yet disabled—and it stung her that he was the one making Alicia’s life comfortable.“Why can’t he just marry her and take her away?” Winnie hissed through clenched teeth. “Seeing her wander around this house makes my skin crawl. I want to claw that smile right off her face. Every time she grins, I feel like I’m going crazy.”Beatrice sneered. “No rush. Your father’s birthday celebration is coming soon. I can’t wait to watch her humiliate herself in front of the socialites. Let’s see

When Alicia stepped out of the house, she found Beatrice berating the servants as they struggled with a pair of heavy boxes.“You’re lazy and useless,” Beatrice snapped. “Feeding you is a waste. Four of you can’t even carry two little boxes.”The servants strained, backs bent, but the boxes wouldn’t budge. Beatrice watched them with growing fury, her expression tight and cold.“Useless,” she hissed.Then she lifted her head and saw Alicia strolling over, calm as ever, though her eyes were icy. Meeting that gaze, Beatrice shuddered before she could stop herself, her body tensing.Alicia stopped before them and said, each word precise and cool, “I don’t like people touching my things.”Her voice was flat, emotionless, and the servants immediately abandoned the attempt without needing further orders.Beatrice eyed the tightly wrapped boxes, curiosity pricking. “What’s inside?” she asked.Alicia didn’t answer. She simply bent, slipped her hands under one crate, and lifted it with effortle

Alicia’s car was still trailing behind, time ticking away, but Andy’s face remained unreadable. He didn’t look the slightest bit concerned.Kennedy, who hadn’t been watching, complained, “Big Brother, I secretly hired a professional racer to compete with James. He wouldn’t have won if you hadn’t told Sister-in-law to race.”“Look at the screen,” Andy replied curtly.“I don—”Kennedy’s words died in his throat as he saw Alicia effortlessly blow past the car ahead. Her speed kept climbing even as she took bend after bend, and what stunned him most was how cleanly she drifted through a tight corner.“Woooooo!” Kennedy yelled, eyes wide. He turned to Andy with a huge grin. “Big Brother, you didn’t tell me you secretly hired a racer!”He gave Andy a thumbs-up, but Andy frowned. “She isn’t a racer. She’s your sister-in-law.”Kennedy didn’t dare contradict him. He nodded rapidly. “Yes, yes—Sister-in-law.”If Andy didn’t want to admit he’d hired a racer pretending to be his fiancée, Kennedy w