Todos los capítulos de A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Capítulo 181 - Capítulo 190

The next day, Vincent walked into the office and immediately felt everyone's eyes on him. He wasn't the type to worry about gossip, but the scandal had clearly made its way through the entire company.Marisol had returned in a hurry, looking tired. Upon spotting Vincent, she came straight over, looking grim as she gave her report. "It's not looking good," she said. "I reached out to the media, and based on their reactions, someone is actively feeding them information to ruin you."Vincent smirked. He had a pretty good idea who was behind it.This was Chad's doing, and Tony was surely pulling the strings. The two of them would stop at nothing to strip him of his position.Vincent had been sloppy this time. He never met the real Laura, got played by a fake, and ended up in a huge mess.Even so, he wasn't worried. His reputation wasn't the only one taking a hit."Don't worry. I think I know someone who can clean this up," Vincent said, trying to reassure her.He pressed his lips

Once they left the boardroom, Marisol frowned. She lowered her voice and said, "That was reckless. What if—"Vincent stopped and looked back at her with a faint smile. "What? Are you losing faith in me too?""That's not it," she said quickly, shaking her head. "It's just too risky. We don't even know where the imposter is hiding."At that, he tapped his chest confidently. "Look at the facts. We know where Laura is, and whoever impersonated her at that gala has to be connected to her somehow. Once I get to Laura, finding the imposter should be easy."Now, the tough part was securing a meeting with Laura.Just as they reached the CEO's office, they heard a loud, smug voice yelling through the door."Hurry up and clear this stuff out! Throw it all away!"Vincent recognized the voice immediately. It was Gordon, Chad's assistant. Apparently, he hadn't learned his lesson.Another voice answered hesitantly, "Mr. Hewitt, I really don't think we should be doing this. It's not official y

Gordon's eyes went bloodshot as rage nearly consumed him. He ground his teeth in fury, but he knew better than to act rashly.He had to play the long game.Forcing his anger down, he crouched down again and carefully picked up the remaining shards of glass. Every shard he collected added to his shame, stoking his anger further.Vincent was going to pay for this. Someday, the tables would turn.Gritting his teeth against the pain, Gordon collected shard after shard. Throughout it all, he kept his eyes locked on Vincent, his gaze filled with murderous intent.By the time he finished, his hands were covered in small cuts, thin lines of blood seeping out across his skin."Are you happy now?" he growled.Choking down his rage and shame, Gordon dumped the shards into the trash. He grabbed some tissues and pressed them firmly against the cuts to stop the bleeding.Vincent gave a cold smirk, lifting his chin."Does it hurt?" he asked."Isn't that a stupid question?" Gordon seethed in

As soon as they stepped inside, Vincent's eyes locked onto the middle-aged woman sitting on the couch.He'd only seen half her face in a photo before, but there was no mistaking her now. This was the real Laura Albright."Hello, Ms. Albright. I'm Vincent Carter," he greeted politely."Mr. Carter, please have a seat," Laura replied, gesturing toward the seat across from her. She carried herself with that quiet, formal demeanor typical of someone from Derman.Vincent sat down across from her with a warm, casual smile as Marisol took her position beside him."Getting an audience with you turned out to be quite the ordeal," he said, half-joking.Laura laughed along with him."My apologies for that. The gala was just a small gathering for some friends of mine. Unfortunately, I wasn't feeling well enough to attend," she replied.They both knew the truth about that illness well enough. There was no point bringing it up.Now that he had her attention, Vincent wasn't about to waste a s

"Take it off?" Vincent said.His eyes widened in disbelief. This was the last thing he'd expected Calliope to say.Seeing his flustered expression, Calliope let a playful smile curl on her lips."What's the matter? You were quite bold, calling yourself my husband just now. Have you suddenly lost the nerve to fulfill your duties?" she teased.Blood rushed straight to Vincent's cheeks. He let out a quick cough to mask his discomfort."Let's, uh… look at this from a different perspective. Take the idea of soulmates, for example. We could be a couple that transcends the physical and focuses purely on a bond between our souls."At that, Calliope's smile turned even colder."Soulmates? Give me a break," she said mockingly. "It sounds to me like you want all the benefits without taking any responsibility. You can't even step up to the plate, yet here you are asking for a favor."Exposed, Vincent felt his humiliation curdle into anger."That's a stretch, and you know it," he said. "I