All Chapters of The Billionaire's Reborn Bride. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Across the city, in the elegant Carrington family estate where Damien had grown up, chaos was already brewing.Amira Carrington sat on the couch, her phone glued to her hand as her long fingers scrolled endlessly.She was halfway through her morning coffee when a video started playing on her social media feed. At first, she almost scrolled past it,another viral wedding video, probably. But then she caught sight of a familiar profile in the background.Amira sat up straighter, her eyes widening as she watched. The video had been taken from somewhere in the cathedral pews, shaky and amateur, but clear enough. It showed a bride, not the one who was supposed to be getting married, apparently, proposing to a man in the audience. Then chaos as the original groom tried to intervene, the little boy running forward, the bride lifting the child.And there, standing tall and unmistakable despite the poor video quality, was her brother."Oh my God," Amira breathed, her thumb rewinding the video

As Damien's car approached the Blackwood family, passing through the familiar tree-lined drive of his childhood.The mansion loomed ahead, and Damien steeled himself for the confrontation to come. His mother would want answers. His father would demand explanations. Amira would probably make inappropriate comments."We've arrived, sir," the driver announced unnecessarily.Damien straightened his tie, his face settling into its usual impassive mask."Let's get this over with," he muttered, stepping out of the car into the gathering storm.Damien stood in his parents' sitting room, facing his mother's cool, appraising gaze. His father sat in the leather armchair nearby, arms crossed, while Amira perched on the sofa, watching the drama unfold with barely concealed interest."So," Olivia said, her voice dangerously calm. "Would you care to explain why I had to learn about my son's wedding from a viral video on social media?"Damien's jaw tightened, but his expression remained neutral. "It'

Patricia stood up abruptly, her chair scraping loudly. "This is ridiculous! You can't just walk in here after years of absence and start making demands! The board has a financial responsibility….""The board has a responsibility to the shareholders," Elena interrupted, her voice sharp. "And I am the primary shareholder. Or did you forget that my mother left me fifty-one percent of the company in her will?"The color drained from Patricia's face."Oh, I know what you've been telling everyone," Elena continued, her voice dangerously quiet. "That I'm incompetent, that I don't care about the company, that I'm too busy playing socialite to be bothered with business. But here's the thing, Patricia, I've been studying. I graduated top of my class with a business degree. I've spent the last few years watching, learning, and understanding exactly what you've been doing."Elena picked up her phone again, pulling up a different file. "For instance, I find it interesting that our manufacturing c

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the tall windows of Elena's bedroom, painting golden patterns across the cream-colored walls. Elena stirred, her body protesting slightly from yesterday's tension, but the brightness of the new day felt like a fresh start.She stretched her arms above her head, working out the stiffness in her shoulders, then moved barefoot to the bathroom. The morning routine felt surreal in this luxurious space,the rainfall shower, the heated marble floors, the countertops lined with expensive toiletries she hadn't bought herself. It was like living in a five-star hotel, except this was supposed to be home now.She took a long bath, letting warm water soothe her nerves, and brushed her teeth. After her shower, she got dressed in comfortable jeans and a soft luxury knit sweater, another item from the stocked closet. She pulled her damp hair into a loose bun and headed downstairs, following the smell of fresh coffee and something sweet baking.As she enter

Adrian stopped halfway, dropping his arms with an exaggerated pout. "One of these days, big brother, you are going to let me hug you. One of these days.""Not today," Damien said flatly, but there was the barest hint of warmth in his voice that only someone who knew him well would catch.Adrian had always been the one closest to Damien. Growing up in the Carrington household, with their controlling mother and absent father, Adrian had somehow maintained his positiveness and joy, and he had never let Damien's cold exterior push him away completely.Adrian peered into the backseat and his entire face lit up. "Little champ!" he called out to Ethan.Ethan’s head whipped around, and for the first time since leaving the house that morning, genuine excitement crossed his face. He scrambled to unbuckle his seatbelt and practically threw himself out of the car, running straight into Adrian's waiting arms."I see you missed me!" Adrian laughed, lifting Ethan up and spinning him around. "I was o