All Chapters of The Billionaire's Reborn Bride. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 48

Their eyes met across the room full of chattering children, and Elena felt her heart skip a beat.“Hello, Damien,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady even though her pulse was racing. “I didn’t know you would be here.”His expression was unreadable as always, but something flashed in his eyes, surprise, maybe, or something else entirely. Something warmer than the usual cold distance he maintained.“Neither did I,” he said quietly, his gaze still locked on hers, intense and searching.Before Elena could respond, hurried footsteps echoed down the hallway. A woman in her late fifties, dressed in a professional gray suit, appeared at Damien’s shoulder, slightly out of breath.“Mr. Carrington!” The principal’s voice was high with anxiety. She practically bowed as she addressed him, her hands clasped together nervously. “We are so terribly sorry about what happened between our students and your son. I assure you, we take bullying very seriously and ….”“My wife has already taken care

Victoria felt like she’d been slapped. She climbed off his lap almost mechanically, her legs suddenly unsteady beneath her. “What? What are you talking about?”“The pregnancy,” George said, leaning back against the couch and looking at her with an expression that was half disgust, half suspicion. “The one you apparently told Elena about before you told me?”Victoria’s mind raced. “Who told you about my …..” Her voice trailed off as realization hit her like a freight train.Elena. Of course it was Elena.“That bitch,” Victoria muttered under her breath, her hands clenching into fists.“Don’t change the subject,” George snapped, sitting forward now, his voice rising. “You are pregnant? And you told your sister, the woman you claim to hate before you told me?”“I was going to tell you tonight!” Victoria protested, her voice going shrill. “It was supposed to be a surprise! A happy surprise!”“A surprise?” George let out a harsh, bitter laugh. “Victoria, we have been careful. You have bee

The morning had only just begun but Olivia was already up and moving through the mansion with determination. She moved with a sharp focus, like someone who already had the entire day planned out in her mind and was simply bringing it to life.“Handle that properly, will you!” she called across the hallway, her voice cutting sharply above the shuffle of feet and the clink of glassware being unpacked from crates.The staff scrambled. A young man in a grey shirt adjusted his grip on a tower of stacked serving dishes, his knuckles whitening. No one wanted to be the person who dropped something on a day like this. Not in this house. Not with Olivia watching, it could mean the end of your job. The supply van was still parked outside, its back doors wide open, and a steady stream of people moved in and out carrying linen, fresh flowers, wine bottles wrapped in tissue, boxes of cutlery that needed polishing before it touched a single table. The Carrington family dinner was two days away, an

The plates had been cleared. The meal was over and what was left on the table were folded napkins, empty glasses and the faint smell of coffee in the air.Elena had been staring.She didn’t mean to. It had started as a glance, then another, and then it became something she couldn’t stop because there was something so familiar about Amira’s face that it was beginning to bother her. Like a word you know but cannot quite say.Amira put down her coffee cup and looked straight at Elena.“If you have something to say, just say it.” Her voice was direct and sharp. “You are creeping me out.”“I’m so sorry.” Elena shook her head. “I don’t mean to stare. It’s just that I feel like I have seen you somewhere before. I can’t figure out where.”Adrian looked up from his phone. He could see this was going to take a while and decided to help. “My sister is an actress,” he said.Amira sat up a little straighter. She touched her hair lightly and tilted her chin up. “A B-list actress,” she said, like it