All Chapters of Reborn: Leave Me Alone, Billionaire Ex: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

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Chapter 191 For her

Two days before his birthday, Alexander sat in his study surrounded by files and silence. The faint ticking of the antique clock on the wall felt louder than it should have. His desk was immaculate—every pen aligned, every paper stacked neatly—but his thoughts were anything but.He had never cared for birthdays. In the past, they were just another performance—lavish parties, social elites, gifts he didn’t need, smiles he didn’t mean. But this year was different. This year, he had wanted something simple. Private. Real.For her.He had imagined it more times than he wanted to admit—Ophelia walking into the dimly lit restaurant he had rented entirely for the evening, her hair catching the light, her scent faintly floral. The dinner was curated around her tastes—light dishes, the kind she always preferred when she was anxious. He even had a small box hidden in his drawer now—a delicate silver bracelet with her initials engraved on the inner curve. It wasn’t expensive compared to what he c

Chapter 192 He's changing

Marcus had never been good at sitting still, especially when something was gnawing at the edges of his mind. The quiet of his study, usually his refuge, now felt suffocating. The ticking clock on the wall seemed louder, almost mocking. He stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back, staring at the faint reflection of his own restless face.> Someone very close to you.Alexander’s words replayed like a warning bell he couldn’t silence.He’d thought of his business rivals first—men who would smile across the boardroom table but wouldn’t hesitate to stab him in the back. But none of them had the reach, the daring, or the nerve to attempt something as brutal as assassination.“Someone close,” he muttered under his breath. “What the hell did he mean by that?”He thought of his circle—his employees, his old acquaintances, even a few politicians he’d funded—but then his mind drifted where he didn’t want it to go.Family.He frowned instantly, shaking his head. No. His family might be c

Chapter 193 I won't let her walk away

Harvey Mansion — Late AfternoonThe autumn sun poured through the tall windows of the Harvey residence, bathing the elegant living room in a warm glow. The ticking of the ornate clock echoed softly until the heavy sound of a car door closing outside drew Philip and Sandra’s attention.A moment later, the butler appeared, bowing slightly. “Sir, Madam… Mr. Alexander is here.”Sandra nearly dropped the porcelain cup in her hand. “Alexander?” Her tone was laced with surprise and unease. “He’s here?”Philip frowned. “It’s been a while since he came personally. Did he say why?”Before the butler could answer, Alexander himself stepped inside. Dressed sharply in a black suit that seemed sculpted for him, he carried two luxurious fruit baskets in his hands — wrapped perfectly, with gold ribbon and his signature precision.“Mr. Harvey. Mrs. Harvey.” His voice was smooth, low, yet undeniably commanding.Philip rose at once. “Alexander! What a surprise. You could have just called—there was no nee

Chapter 194 Just one night

Harvey Mansion — Dinner HourThe clinking of silver cutlery echoed softly in the dimly lit dining room. The table was set elegantly, as always—candles flickered, a faint scent of rosemary and baked bread lingering in the air. Ophelia sat across from her parents, her posture straight but distant, her focus fixed on cutting her salmon into small, meticulous bites.Sandra glanced at her husband, then at their daughter. The silence at the table had stretched long enough to make the air feel heavier than the food on their plates. Finally, Sandra cleared her throat lightly.“So,” she began with a forced smile, “how did your meeting go today, darling? The perfume company executives—did they like your presentation?”Ophelia looked up from her plate, her expression unreadable. “They were impressed,” she said simply. “They praised my designs and blends. But the contract terms were ridiculous, so I refused.”Philip’s brows rose. “You turned them down?”“Yes,” she replied without hesitation. “I kn

Chapter 195 He only see her

The chandeliers above glimmered like a thousand stars caught in crystal, their golden light spilling across polished marble floors. Music floated through the air—soft, elegant, rehearsed to perfection—but even its harmony couldn’t mask the undercurrent of tension that rippled beneath the laughter. The grand ballroom was a theater of wealth and power, where every smile hid an agenda and every toast came with calculation.When the Harvey family entered, whispers rolled through the room like a gentle tide.Philip, dignified as ever, greeted the hosts with polite warmth, while Sandra followed, her calm poise concealing her nervousness. But it was Ophelia who drew every gaze.She wore a pale champagne gown, the satin hugging her figure with quiet elegance. The soft shimmer of the fabric reflected the light like rippling water. Her long hair, loosely curled, brushed against her shoulders, framing her calm, unreadable face. She carried herself like a queen who didn’t need to prove her crown—h

Chapter 196 Oddly protective

For a fleeting heartbeat, the corner of his lips lifted, not in arrogance but something closer to relief.“I knew you’d come,” he said quietly, his tone holding a rare gentleness that made something deep in her chest tighten. “You look beautiful.”Ophelia’s fingers clenched slightly around the small box in her hand. She didn’t return his warmth. Her gaze stayed cool, detached, as she held the gift out between them. “You were wrong,” she replied calmly. “Mother made me come.”He arched an eyebrow but accepted the box. The wrapping paper shimmered faintly under the chandelier’s light—a simple, elegant choice that reflected her taste perfectly.“Inside,” she continued, her voice crisp, “are perfumes. Something for your insomnia.”For a brief second, his composure slipped. The faint surprise in his eyes softened into something like wonder. “You remembered,” he murmured.Ophelia didn’t smile. “You looked tired the last time we met,” she said, her tone cutting but not cruel. “At the restaura

Chapter 197 He did that for me?

Ophelia’s spine stiffened instantly under Austin’s stare. A faint tremor went through her fingers as she set her glass down. In her past life, she had never forgotten that look—the way it crawled over her skin, the way it lingered like something toxic that she could never quite wash off. Even now, in this new life, her body reacted before her mind did. Her pulse quickened, her breath came short, and for a fleeting moment she felt like she was back in that suffocating darkness again.Alexander stepped in, his presence like a wall between her and Austin. The temperature in the air dropped instantly, the laughter around them dimming as his voice cut through the chatter.“I heard your company is facing heavy losses.”Austin froze mid-step, caught like a rat in a trap. His hand, still clutching a glass of wine, trembled faintly. “I—well, business has its ups and downs,” he said, forcing a laugh that sounded hollow. “We’re restructuring. Temporary, really.”Isabelle’s head snapped toward her

Chapter 198 Is it love or guilt?

The orchestra’s soft tune faded into a refined silence as the grand doors opened, and servants carried in the ceremonial cake—a towering masterpiece of white fondant and gold filigree, crowned with sugared violets. The crowd broke into murmurs of admiration, champagne glasses glittering under the chandeliers.Wren subtly moved closer to the cake table, pretending to adjust her gown as her gloved fingers brushed along the base—feeling for the thin, metallic ignition point hidden beneath the decoration. A faint click under her touch confirmed that everything was ready. Ruby’s disguised men, dressed as waiters and photographers, were already stationed around the room, each waiting for the silent signal.The night was ready to shift—one spark away from chaos.But then Alexander took the microphone, his posture regal, his tone unexpectedly soft.“Before we cut the cake,” he began, his eyes sweeping the room before pausing—fixing on a single figure near the back, “there’s someone I would lik

Chapter 199 The explosion

The sudden, blood-chilling scream split through the laughter and soft music like a blade. Every head turned just as Marcus staggered back from the table, his face twisted in shock and pain.“Marcus!” Nancy’s shrill cry pierced the hall as he clutched his abdomen, crimson staining his pristine white shirt.Gasps rippled through the guests. The hall—just moments ago filled with applause and polite chatter—fell into chaos.Ophelia’s heart seized. “Marcus!” She pushed through the frozen crowd, knees buckling beside him.Blood seeped fast, hot and thick between her fingers as she pressed them to his wound. “Call an ambulance! Someone—now!”A waiter near the buffet jolted, eyes wide. The glint of a knife flashed in his hand before he turned and bolted.“There! Catch him!” Ophelia yelled, her voice cracking from desperation. A few men sprang into motion, chasing after the fleeing waiter through the service door, but the man was fast—panic making him blur into the chaos.Nancy dropped to her k

Chapter 200 You don't get to leave me

The acrid scent of smoke stung her throat as Ophelia pushed through the chaos. The sprinklers sputtered uselessly overhead, the flames still roaring against the walls, turning the elegant hall into a nightmare of fire and screams.Someone shouted, “Get everyone out!” and hands grabbed her arm, trying to pull her toward the exit—but she couldn’t move.“Where’s Alexander?” she gasped, her voice raw.“Miss! It’s not safe!” a security guard coughed, dragging at her wrist.“Where is he?” she shouted, wrenching free. Her gaze darted through the thick smoke, through the panicked faces, until she saw it—a still figure on the floor near the center of the blaze.Her heart stopped.“Alexander…” she whispered, breath shuddering. Then louder, desperate, “Alexander!”She didn’t think. Her heels slipped against the wet marble as she ran straight toward the inferno. People yelled after her—her father’s voice, security, maybe her mother—but she didn’t hear a word. The only sound that existed was the po

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