All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE HIDDEN BRIDE: Reborn for Revenge : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The Island of SinsThe alarm system of the C-17 cargo plane roared loudly, shattering the silence of the cabin that was once filled with hope for homecoming. Red lights flashed in a sickening rhythm, indicating that the fly-by-wire control system had been completely hijacked by an external force."Athena! We've lost control! The plane is being forced to decelerate and drop altitude!" Captain Kael shouted, his hands fighting desperately against the joystick that moved on its own.Liora Thorne gripped the sides of the medical bed where Mavric lay. Her face was pale, but her eyes remained focused. "Duke... that bastard.” He didn't just hack our communications; he planted a trojan in this plane's hardware back when we were still in London!"On the main monitor, the face of the Duke of Hamilton the man who had guided Liora in the business world with a friendly smile and wise advice appeared calm. There was no longer any trace of warmth in his eyes, only the coldness of a predator who

The Return of the VultureThe drizzle enveloping London this morning felt like a bad omen for anyone familiar with the bloody history of the Thorne family. In front of the towering Thorne Enterprise building, rows of security personnel in black uniforms stood rigid, yet there was something different. They were no longer Elena’s Vanguard Unit, but private mercenaries bearing the golden predator insignia the symbol of Eleanor Thorne’s old faction.Liora Thorne stepped out of her black Rolls-Royce, wearing a sharp maroon formal dress paired with a black fur coat draped over her shoulders. Beside her, Mavric Thorne walked with the aid of a black wooden cane topped with silver. Although his leg was still recovering from the gunshot wound in Siberia, the authority radiating from his gaze remained undiminished.However, their steps halted in the main lobby."Apologies, Mr. Mavric, Ms. Liora. Your access to this building has been temporarily suspended based on the order of the Board of T

The Crypt of the Black RoseMornings at Thorne Manor never felt as bright as they should. Even though the winter sun tried to pierce through the tall leaded windows, the aura of the ancient building remained heavy, as if every brick held the screams of the past.Liora Thorne stood in the main library, wearing a white wool sweater that stood out against the dark room. In her hand, the ancient key from her mother’s tomb felt cold. Mavric stood behind her, his arms wrapped possessively around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder."Are you sure you want to do this now, Liora? We could wait until my injuries are fully healed," Mavric whispered, his voice carrying a rare tone of anxiety.Liora turned around, looking into Mavric’s grey eyes, which seemed unusually vulnerable this morning. "Mavric, if we don't open it now, Eleanor or the other 'Architects' will return. “We need to know what they are hiding before they use this secret to destroy us again."Mavric let out a long sig

The Ghost in the RosesThe storm lashed down on London, as if the universe itself was trying to wash away the blood and sins that had just been exposed beneath the foundations of Thorne Manor. Inside the secret medical wing of the residence, the scent of antiseptic mingled with the fresh fragrance of white roses. Rose Thorne lay on her silk bed, her face slowly regaining the color of life, though her eyes still held the trauma of two decades of isolation.Liora Thorne sat beside Rose’s bed, holding the hand of the woman who should have been her mother-in-law long ago. Mavric stood near the window, staring out at the Manor gates now heavily guarded by armored Vanguard units. He looked like a tense marble statue, ready to explode at any moment."Tell us, Rose," Liora whispered softly. "What really happened to my mother, Sofia? Why does her diary say that you are the key to stopping Project Chimera?"Rose took a long breath, her voice sounding raspy like dry leaves blown by the wind

A Hundred Days of DarknessA hundred days had passed since Liora Thorne vanished into the foggy night of London, leaving nothing but a letter and a golden ring on her husband’s oak desk. To the outside world, these hundred days were a time of brutal financial triumph for the Thorne Group. But for those inside the vicious circle of Mavric Thorne, these hundred days were a frozen hell.On the top floor of the Thorne Enterprise building, the atmosphere was suffocating. Senior directors stood lined up in the corridor, their faces pale as death. No one dared to speak. Even the sound of breathing felt like an offense. Since Liora’s departure, Mavric Thorne no longer led the company with strategy he ruled through terror.The main office door opened. Mavric stepped out. His appearance had changed drastically. His gray eyes were now sunken, surrounded by dark circles from lack of sleep. A thin stubble had grown on his sharp jawline, giving him the look of a man who had lost his sanity