All Chapters of REBORN AS THE BILLIONAIRES SECRET WIFE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Selene’s POVI sat in Ronan’s studio, the glow of multiple monitors reflecting off my eyes. The gentle unveil had created more than just public discussion. The producers were using private messages on forums and closed groups to discuss Elysia Ray’s track without revealing their identities. Some people were guessing the singer's identity while others shared links about their music analysis.Ronan stood by the desk corner as he used his encrypted channels to check his messages. “Offers are coming in,” he said casually, but I saw the sharpness in his gaze. “A few indie labels want to reach out. Some producers want a private meeting.”I shook my head without looking at him. “Ignore them. I’m not stepping out. Not yet. Everything about me getting signed and building my career isn’t important now. The only thing that matters is to expose her. The rest of everything is a distraction from that goal.He smirked slightly, understanding the resolve in my tone. “Good. You’ve got the patience for

Selene’s POVI positioned myself at the couch's border in Ronan's studio space while my laptop computer rested on my legs. My fingers waited above the keyboard until the next system update arrived. The streaming dashboard refreshed again, and my stomach clenched.I discovered that Liora's song had been taken off multiple prominent playlists. The label had not issued any statements yet, but the platforms had initiated copyright evaluations for the flagged track.I exhaled sharply. “It’s happening,” I murmured. “People are noticing. The cracks are showing.”Ronan whom I faced with his coffee in front of him showed no sign of astonishment. The public begins to doubt our actions. The public begins to doubt our actions. The public begins to doubt our actions. The public begins to doubt our actions. The public begins to doubt our actions. Fan backlash can hit you too.I nodded while I began to plan for the upcoming situation. “I know. I’ll handle it.”I opened my browser to check different

Liora’s POV I sat on the couch edge while I held my phone tightly and gazed at the screen. Garrick positioned himself in the doorway with his arms crossed while he shook his head slightly and displayed his wry half-smile which always made me want to punch him.“I personally confirmed it,” he said, his voice carrying amusement. “Selene’s still in prison. No one has reported her release from prison.”I pressed my lips together, my stomach twisting. “I… I don’t know, Garrick. Elysia Ray… that voice. It sounds too familiar. The voice might belong to her.”He laughed softly, a sound that grated against my nerves. “It’s not her. She’s locked up. The case has been solved.”I shook my head sharply, feeling panic rise. “You don’t understand. If it is Selene… then everyone will know. The songs I claimed as my own…the songs I took from others. I—” My voice cracked, and I swallowed hard. “I cannot allow that to happen.”Garrick walked over and placed a firm hand on my shoulder, forcing me to loo

Liora’s POVI did not notice how I was holding my phone tightly until the fingers began to hurt.Again the screen was filled with comparisons. Split audio clips. Side-by-side waveforms. I had a flood of comments more rapidly than I could read them.This section is the same.The same wording, at the same time.Can never be coincidence.Elysia Ray, it is like the original.No. I said to myself, scrolling quicker.My chest tightened.“No…” I whispered under my breath, scrolling faster. “No, no, no…”A video auto-played. On the one hand, my live performance. The snippet of voice on the other--the Elysia Ray snippet.My stomach sunk when the chorus came on.The phrasing.The breath.The break between the last note.Too close.Too precise.My hand trembled.It is cut, I said to myself, shaking my head. This must be cut. some one is playing around with the sound.But even when I said it I knew.It wasn’t.There was a crackle in me.I tossed the phone to the opposite side of the room.It struc

Written from Liora’s POVI said it and the room was quiet.I reiterated, this time more slowly, Play Selene, old demo and looked at Garrick. “The one we deleted.”Garrick did not make a first movement. He merely gazed at me as though he had to make his mind up whether I was serious or not.We erased it, he said at length. That was where it was.I am aware of what the point was, I said. I want you to go and see whether anything is left.No there won’t, he answered, his voice restrained. “We made sure of it.”then show it, I said at once.He snorted and sniffed through his nose and returned to the laptop. “Fine.”I sat up my chair, my eyes fixed on the screen, as he began to type.The room was filled with the sound of the keyboard. Quick, precise, controlled. When Garrick was vexed he never could work otherwise.Checking where? I asked.Stored up, he answered without glancing at me. The ancient label servers. Reserves we never formally connected with anything public.“Good,” I said. “Ch