Semua Bab Reborn: The Billionaire Second Chance Bride: Bab 71 - Bab 76

ETHAN’S POV“The doors are already unlocked.” Silence.“They’ve been open for over two hours,” David added carefully through the phone every muscle my body locked instantly. For the first time since I could remember, I had no response because two hours was impossible.That meant, I wa too engrossed in the moment I ignored the system alerts, ignored the reset notifications, ignored David. Two hours meant he lost control, I let myself get lost in the moment, so lost in her presence I didn’t realize the doors were open,My jaw tightened dangerously, across the room, Mia stared at me quietly, her expression unreadable now. I could see the hint of fear in her eyes return the same one that she used to have when we first met, it made my blood boil but not because I was angry, I was pained.I ended the call abruptly before David could continue speaking, the room fell silent immediately afterward. Heavy silence. The kind that made me aware of everything.The unfinished drinks near the bar. The

MIA’S POVI stared at the paper for nearly three full minutes before finally picking up my phone The words refused to stop replaying in my head.Ask Ethan Black.It felt intentional, there was no threat to it, this was not random either, Calculated, that’s what it was.My fingers hovered briefly over Ethan’s contact before I pressed call anyway. The line rang twice.Then…..“Mr. Black is currently occupied, may I ask who’s calling?” A woman’s voice came through the phone, smooth, polite, small,I blinked once, my brows creased, I wasn’t expecting that at all no one picked Ethan’s phone except him, I pulled the phone away and looked at the number I dialed.It was his personal number, then who was this. “Oh.” The response escaped before I could stop it, the woman paused slightly. “Hello?”“Yes,” I said quickly, sitting straighter in my chair. “This is Mia Carter.” The tone on the other end changed from polite to recognition.“One moment, Ms. Carter.”Ms. Carter. Professional.Pretty as

MIA’S POVThe words on the screen refused to make sense no matter how many times I reread them.EXECUTIVE AUTHORIZATION USED — 2:13 AM.User: MIA CARTER.I stared at the login location beneath it.Carter Enterprises. Forty-second floor archive access.My pulse slowed dangerously. Because at 2:13 AM… I had been trapped inside Ethan Black’s penthouse arguing with him in silk pajamas while my dignity disintegrated in real time.Which meant somebody either stole my credentials, cloned my access, or had enough executive clearance to override the system entirely.None of those options felt reassuring, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts, I looked up automatically.Then I froze slightly, at the sight of the person in front of me, aunt Rebecca stepped into the office like she owned silence itself.Elegant black coat, with a red gown I could tell the details due to the coat but for sure gave her that hourglass shape, for some reason she reminded me of myself but a better version, sharp eyes,