All Chapters of Her Comeback : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The penthouse was silent; the interviews had ended. The giant screen now displayed nothing, but the city skyline reflected against the black glass.One by one, the brothers returned to the conference table; no one laughed anymore. The mood had shifted.This was no longer about a high school reunion; it had become a matter of strategy.Aiden stood at the head of the table, reviewing the files Lucien had gathered.Photographs.Corporate charts.Press releases.International subsidiaries.Everything they had found about Bee.He closed the final folder. "Interesting."Roman leaned back in his chair. "Still thinking about her?"Aiden didn't answer immediately; instead, he walked toward the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city. The skyline glittered beneath him.A kingdom of steel and glass. A kingdom he had spent years influencing from the shadows.Finally, he spoke. "We made one mistake."Damian raised an eyebrow. "Only one?"Aiden's voice remained calm. "We underestimated Isabel

At the head of the table, Isabella stared at Aiden.One second.Two.Three.Her expression slowly became less surprised and more concerned. She turned her head.Very slowly.Towards Lucien.Then Roman.Then Damian.Finally, Victor.She pointed at Aiden without looking away from the others. "Is your brother alright?"Roman bit the inside of his cheek.Damian looked down.Lucien adjusted his glasses.Victor answered with complete seriousness. "Physically? Yes. Mental evaluation remains inconclusive."Roman lost the battle; a laugh escaped him.Isabella sighed. "I was hoping the situation was a business misunderstanding."She looked back at Aiden. "It seems to be a medical issue instead."Several executives immediately looked at the table; their shoulders began shaking. The General Counsel coughed very loudly. Twice.Aiden remained perfectly composed. "You don't find it romantic?"She blinked. "You acquired sixty per cent of my company...""Yes.""...walked into my board meeting...""Cor

Victor looked towards Aiden. "And because she no longer seeks anyone's approval."The room fell silent again.Aiden walked slowly around the conference table; his fingertips brushed the polished wood. "This morning, I told her she looked beautiful."Roman coughed to hide a grin.Aiden ignored him. "She insulted my wardrobe."Damian smiled. "She did.""And my face."Roman added helpfully. "Don't forget your face."Even Lucien smiled.Aiden let out a quiet breath. "Most people would have tried to flatter me."Victor simply replied, "She isn't like most people.""No," Aiden agreed. "No, she isn't."He stopped besides the chair Isabella had occupied. "It feels..." He searched for the right word. "...strange."Lucien looked up. "Strange?""I have known Isabella since we were teenagers; I knew what made her smile, I knew what upset her, and I knew what she wanted." Aiden rested one hand on the back of the chair. "And yet..."He shook his head slightly. "It feels like I am meeting an entirel

Three days later...The atmosphere inside Bee Headquarters had settled into a routine, or at least. As much of a routine as possible with five new majority directors.Employees still whispered whenever Aiden and his brothers walked through the corridors.Security guards straightened instinctively; executives chose their words carefully; interns practically scattered whenever one of the brothers appeared near the design studios.Yet there was one person in the building who seemed completely unaffected.Isabella.To her, they were simply directors. Powerful directors. Unnecessarily dramatic directors. But directors, nonetheless.Aiden stood in his office reading the agenda for the morning.Across from him, Lucien reviewed production costs.Victor examined logistics reports.Roman had somehow wandered into the office kitchen and was searching for snacks.Damian was scrolling through market research.Aiden closed the folder. "Call Isabella."Roman immediately looked up. "For work?"Lucien

The conference room remained utterly silent. No one reached for a notebook. No one whispered. Even the screens showing the remote attendees seemed frozen.Jenny stood exactly where she had been, her confident expression gone. Across from her, Isabella remained perfectly composed.Her posture hadn't changed; her breathing was steady. Her face carried the same calm professionalism she wore into every board meeting.Only her eyes were different.They were no longer warm. They were simply...Unreadable.She looked at Jenny for another long moment before speaking. Her voice was quiet. "So, you are finished?"Jenny opened her mouth. Nothing came out.Isabella nodded once. "I thought so."Another silence settled over the room.Then Isabella continued. "Getting jealous of me..." She folded her hands lightly in front of her. "...will never make you successful, honey."The sentence was delivered without mockery, without raising her voice. Almost like a lesson."Success isn't contagious. You don