All Chapters of Save it, Mr Arrogant! I Dumped You After Reborn.: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Evelyn POVThe corridor outside the boardroom was mercifully empty. I walked fast, my heels clicking against the marble in a rapid staccato that matched my heartbeat. My reflection flashed past in the glass walls on either side, and I caught a glimpse of myself: flushed cheeks, swollen lips, hair that someone's fingers had definitely grabbed in the recent past.Evelyn Bennett, what the hell is wrong with you?Seriously. What was wrong with me? Not twenty minutes ago, I'd been telling Adrian that I didn't trust him. That Isabella was a knife waiting on the other side of every moment I let my guard down. That his history of hurting me was too deep and too recent for a resignation letter and some phone screenshots to fix.And then he'd touched my face and I'd just... melted? Like butter? Like some pathetic, hormone-driven teenager who'd never been kissed before? I'd let him put me on a TABLE. A boardroom table! The same table where budget meetings happened! Where quarterly reviews were p

Evelyn POVI pressed my palms against my eyes. "It was... intense. It was the most intense experience of my entire life, and I'm including nearly dying on that list. But afterwards, he pulled away completely. When he learned it was my first time, he got cold, distant, started talking about how we were a mistake, how he needed to focus on his business, how he couldn't afford to have vulnerabilities. He basically told me that sleeping with me was an error in judgment.""He said that to you? After sleeping with you?""Not in those exact words, but yes. That was the message. And I was devastated, Belle. I was completely shattered. I'd opened myself up to someone for the first time since I left Adrian, actually let myself feel something real, and he just... shut the door in my face. I left his apartment in tears, and a few minutes later, I discovered I'd been kidnapped.Belle's expression had shifted from gossip mode to something softer. She reached over and squeezed my knee."I'm sorry,"

Evelyn POVThe sound cut through the warmth of the moment like a knife. I glanced at the screen, expecting Grace or maybe the event coordinator.The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number with a local area code.I picked up. "Hello?""Is this Miss Evelyn Bennett?" The voice on the other end was male and professional."Yes, this is she.""Miss Bennett, this is Detective Morales with the Crescent Harbour Police Department. I'm calling to inform you that approximately forty-five minutes ago, officers apprehended Victoria Bennett at Crescent Harbour International Airport."The room tilted.I sat up straight, my heart slamming against my ribs. Beside me, Belle noticed the change in my posture immediately and leaned in, her brow furrowed."She's back?" I repeated. "When did she arrive?""I'm not able to discuss the full details over the phone, Miss Bennett. But Mrs Bennett was flagged during a routine security check while attempting to leave Crescent Harbour in a disguise. Since she was alre

Evelyn POVGhost employees. I felt sick. Victoria had been manufacturing fake staff members and collecting their salaries. For years. Right under my nose, right under the company's nose, facilitated by the very man whose job was supposed to be managing our people.I knew she'd been stealing, but this... was far beyond my expectations. "There's more," Morales said, and his tone shifted into something heavier. He pulled out another set of documents and placed them on the table with the reverence of a man handling evidence he knew would change the course of a case. "The packet also contained records of communications between Mrs Bennett and several individuals linked to narcotics distribution networks operating in the Crescent Harbour port area."Belle's hand found my knee under the table and gripped it."Narcotics?" I heard myself say."It appears that Mrs. Bennett may have been using Bennett Holdings' commercial property portfolio as a front for facilitating the storage and distributi

Evelyn POVGrace pulled up to the front gates of my townhouse at exactly seven forty-five, the sky already darkened to a deep indigo with the last stubborn streak of sunset clinging to the horizon like it didn't want to let go. I knew the feeling."Are you sure you don't want me to come in?" Grace asked, her hands still on the steering wheel, her eyes scanning my face with scrutiny she'd been deploying since we'd left the office. "I can stay. Order food. Help you go through the flash drive. I don't have anywhere to be tonight.""Grace, you've been at work since seven this morning. Go home. Take a bath. Watch something terrible on television. I'll be fine. Besides, no one knows I'll be here. I had to leave the mansion for this place to avoid unnecessary eyes and for security concerns."She didn't look convinced, but she knew me well enough to know that pushing would only make me dig in harder. "Call me if you need anything. I mean it. Anything. Even if it's midnight.""I will.""You won