All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE'S REBORN WIFE: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

A deep voice broke the hush inside the car. “She’s doing exceptionally well, but your wife won’t give up.”Another voice answered, tense and low. “My hands are tied, Mark. If I try to shield her, my wife will go to extremes. I’m being careful. I don’t want her ending up like her mother.”A third voice warned, “Your wife may stop at nothing to get what she wants.”Silence settled in the car before the deep voice said, “Drive.”From the company balcony, Alicia watched the car pull away. She had noticed it lingering for a while. Kane stepped up behind her and said, “That’s your father.”“I know,” Alicia replied.Kane wasn’t surprised she’d figured it out. Alexander might be acting secretive, but if he understood how powerful his daughter really was, he wouldn’t have gone to such lengths to snoop around.Alicia turned and headed back into her office. Kane followed, talking about the letter he’d received from his brothers. “The field is a brutal mess right now. International politics is wo

"Why would he blame me?” Andy’s father snapped. “You’re a terrible mother and a worse wife. My greatest regret is marrying someone like you.”Andy, listening to yet another round of their fighting, felt his patience snap. He turned to Alicia. “Let’s go.”Alicia nodded. They were heading back to the car when his mother called after them. “Why are you leaving, son? Since you’re here, let’s sit and get to know your pretty wife.”Andy didn’t stop. He opened the door for Alicia, then got in beside her.Behind them, his father sneered at his mother. “Other mothers can get their sons to listen. You? No one listens to you. And you still call yourself a good mother.”Andy’s mother huffed, turned on her heel, and walked away.They drove off in silence. Alicia sat quietly, hands folded in her lap. Once they’d pulled out of his grandfather’s villa, Andy waited for her to ask, to prod, to say anything. She didn’t. The calm she held felt like a steadying hand he hadn’t known he needed.“Are you goi

Winnie listened to her mother, but dissatisfaction still coiled in her chest. “Mom, I can’t shake this feeling that Catherine isn’t the person you described. She acts dangerous, sure—and everything you said checks out—but her moves are too deliberate. She’s calculated. And tell me, how did she dodge every trap we set? Don’t say it’s Andy’s men in the mansion; they’re not that powerful.”Beatrice, calmer than her daughter, answered evenly, “Have you considered that the people in the CCTV control room aren’t his men? Let this go. I’ll handle her my way. I won’t let her derail our plans. She’s a moment in our lives, nothing more. I promise you, Winnie.”Winnie studied her mother, then asked cautiously, “Even if she marries Andy—are you still not going to spare her?”Beatrice scoffed. “Because of her, your father never wanted another child. I won’t let her be. Even if she dies, I’ll make sure she doesn’t find happiness—not even in the land of the dead.”Seeing the determination in her mot

When Winnie and her mother, Beatrice, heard the news, they exchanged a confused look. Beatrice frowned as Winnie shook her head. “Did my husband request the vans?” she demanded. “Or were they brought in by the decoration company—or the entertainment team for today’s party?”The butler thought for a moment, then shook his head. “The vans are heavily guarded by armed men. They refused to answer my questions or let me near them. I can’t say.”Beatrice’s eyes widened, then her expression darkened. She stormed out of the house, with Winnie hurrying after her. At the mansion’s car park, they spotted the vans—surrounded by masked, armed guards. Both women frowned at the sight.Beatrice strode forward. “Who is in charge?” she called out.Ciara stepped down from one of the vans. Recognizing Beatrice as Chairman Alexander’s wife, she greeted her politely. “Hello, Mrs. Alexander.”Beatrice wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries. “Who is in charge,” she repeated, “and why are you here?”“We’re here

Andy was absorbed in his phone when Alicia strode over and said, apologetically, “Sorry for keeping you waiting.”She winked at him, leaned in, and brushed a quick kiss against his cheek. Every gaze in the hall swung to them.Color rushed to Andy’s face. He stiffened, stunned—he hadn’t expected that.Hearts cracked across the room, especially among those who’d been eyeing Alicia and plotting their approach.Alicia sat down beside him, calm as ever. When Andy finally collected himself, he sighed. “You’re too beautiful.”Alicia blinked at him, then teased, “Are you complaining that I’m too beautiful?”Panic flared in Andy’s eyes. “That’s not what I meant—”She pecked his cheek again and smiled. “I know. That’s why I love you.”Andy could only stare, speechless. Then his lips lifted. Relief washed through him; the tension he’d been holding onto faded.Across the room, Alexander watched his daughter and Andy with a deepening frown. He disliked the match. He’d already lost her mother; he w