💔 Reborn: I Betrayed the Billionaire Who Loved Me의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

The Target The trace didn’t take long. It wasn’t clean— But it wasn’t hidden either. “He’s using a proxy network,” Bryan said. “Temporary hubs. Rotating access.” Dominic frowned. “…Meaning?” “He’s not stationary,” Bryan replied. “He’s moving through assets.” Strike One “Then we take one.” Both of them looked at me. “One hub,” I continued. “Disrupt it.” Bryan’s expression sharpened. “…It’ll slow him down.” “Or force him to respond,” Dominic added. I nodded. “Either way—we gain ground.” Execution Bryan moved fast. Targeting the closest relay point. Injecting interference. Locking pathways. For a moment— Everything aligned. “It’s working,” he said. The signal flickered. Destabilized. Ethan’s Side “Someone just hit the network.” Ethan didn’t look up. He already knew. “…She adapted.” His hand moved once. Calm. Measured. “Shift to secondary.” The system responded instantly. Seamless. Prepared. Back to Rosely

Roselyn POVThe air outside felt too clean.Too normal.Like nothing had just happened.Elena leaned against Dominic, her weight unsteady, her breathing still shallow.Bryan didn’t look up from his device.“…It’s spreading,” he said.No Time to Recover“Define spreading,” Dominic replied.Bryan’s fingers moved faster.“…He didn’t just get access.”A pause.“…He’s inside the core system.”ImpactSilence.Sharp.Immediate.“How deep?” I asked.Bryan swallowed.“…Deep enough to move things.”The Breach ExpandsData began populating across his screen.Fast.Unstable.“Financial channels are being touched…”“Internal authorizations triggered…”He stopped.Looked up.“…He’s not stealing.”Dominic frowned.“…Then what is he doing?”Control“He’s rewriting.”The RealizationThat hit differently.Not loss.Change.“He’s altering access hierarchies,” Bryan continued.“Shifting control permissions…”A pause.“…Roselyn—he’s moving ownership layers.”Not Just BusinessMy gaze sharpened.“That’s no

The Shift The system flickered. Subtle. Controlled. Bryan straightened. “…There.” A new access point. Small. Careful. “He’s probing,” Bryan added. Of course he was. Not a Rush Ethan didn’t move recklessly. Didn’t dive into the opening. He tested it. Measured it. First Contact The screen shifted. Not fully. Not clearly. But enough. A channel opened. “…You’re learning,” his voice came through. Calm. Familiar. Dominic’s posture tightened instantly. “You came,” I said. A pause. “I was invited.” Face to Face—Finally No projection this time. No image. Just voice. Presence. “You made it obvious,” Ethan continued. “Deliberate exposure.” I leaned slightly forward. “And yet you’re here.” A faint silence. “…Curiosity,” he said. Mind Games Begin “Or control,” I replied. “Control implies certainty,” he said. A beat. “You don’t have that anymore.” Acknowledgment He wasn’t wrong. Not entirely. But neither

Roselyn POVNo one moved.Not yet.The air between us held—tight,waiting.Then—Ethan lifted his hand.A soft click echoed through the room.Control ReassertedThe lights dimmed.Not completely—just enough to shift the space.Panels along the walls flickered alive.Screens.Data streams.Dominic’s stance changed instantly.“…He’s activating something.”Of course he was.This was still his ground.The First Move“You walked in,” Ethan said calmly.“And still assumed this was equal.”I didn’t respond.Because it wasn’t.Not yet.The Attack Begins“You rely on control,” he continued.“On knowing outcomes before they happen.”A pause.“But what are you…”His gaze sharpened slightly.“…when that disappears?”He Pushes DeeperThe screens shifted.Rapidly.Fragments of data.Personal logs.Internal files.Mine.Dominic stepped forward immediately.“Shut it down.”Ethan didn’t even look at him.“You built everything on foresight,” he said.“On advantage.”A beat.“So tell me—”His voice lo

Roselyn POV A week later— The city looked the same. Glass towers reflecting sunlight. Traffic moving like nothing had changed. People walking, talking, living— Unaware of how close everything had come to breaking. Stability Inside the office— Everything was quieter. Not empty. Not tense. Just… steady. Bryan moved between screens, restoring layers of the system piece by piece. “…Core access is fully back under your control,” he said. I nodded once. No rush. No urgency. Just confirmation. “Residual damage?” I asked. “Minimal,” he replied. “…We caught it early enough.” We. The word settled differently now. Consequences Ethan’s arrest had already spread. Not publicly in full detail— But enough. Investigations were ongoing. Authorities digging through everything he had built. Everything he had hidden. Control— Gone. Return to Position I stood by the window. The same place I had stood so many times before— Planning. C