All Chapters of A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

The instant Vincent's needle was about to pierce Laura's skin, time seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, their gazes locked on him as they waited for either a miracle or disappointment.However, time ticked by, and Laura remained unconscious. The atmosphere instantly became tense and oppressive.Chad sneered and criticized Vincent bluntly. "See, I told you not to mess around! Look at what you've done, Vincent. Ms. Albright's condition only got worse! Are you going to take responsibility for this?" Vincent's expression was inscrutable, and he ignored Chad's accusations. There was only one thought on his mind—the acupuncture point on the philtrum clearly wasn't enough.He took out a second silver needle without hesitating and plunged it expertly into an acupuncture point on the sole of Laura's foot. After that, he pierced points under Laura's navel, on her arm, and on her calf one after the other. He moved quickly and decisively without any hesitation at all.As each vita

Gordon was hiding in the kitchen. When he heard that he was being called over for questioning, his lips curled into a smug smile.He knew that he wouldn't be able to escape unscathed, but he felt that it was worth it if he could make Vincent suffer, even if it was only for a while.The surveillance cameras in the kitchen had no blind spots, and he'd already known that when he'd made his move. He'd never intended on trying to shift the blame or escape in the first place.Vincent was startled when he saw Gordon.He vaguely remembered what Gordon had looked like before. Though Gordon's features hadn't changed much, he looked rather haggard, as if he had aged ten years since the last time they'd met."Why did you do it, Gordon?" Vincent got straight to the point. Deep down, he knew the answer, but he found it hard to accept that he was the reason Laura got hurt."Ha! Vincent, are you asking me why I did it? Don't you see what a hypocrite you are?"Gordon took off his apron and flu

In the car, Vincent sank back into his seat, utterly drained. Even so, there was a deep, contemplative look in his eyes.Though the crisis at the party had been resolved, its shadow still hung over him.Gordon's words were harsh, but they cut straight to a brutal truth. Vincent couldn't deny that Laura had been put in harm's way solely because of him.He stole a glance at Calliope. She was resting with her eyes closed, but she was completely different from earlier. Now, she gave off a cold, formidable air.The contrast only added to his confusion. She had trusted him completely at the party. Now, she seemed like an entirely different person."Ms. Moore?" Vincent said quietly, hoping to break the silence.Calliope didn't reply. The only sound in the car was the quiet, steady rhythm of her breathing.Vincent wondered if she was actually asleep. Leaning closer, he tried again."Ms. Moore, are you sleeping?"The instant he finished speaking, Calliope opened her eyes. Even in the d

Vincent hadn't seen the question coming.As far as he could tell, Calliope had never taken any interest in his private life. Their relationship rested on nothing more than the agreement they'd made at the start.She needed a marriage to satisfy her family, and he needed her backing. That was how it had always been.Gossip and small talk were entirely beneath her, let alone prying into his love life. Her behavior tonight was strangely out of character.Vincent couldn't help but wonder. Had she gotten the wrong idea after seeing Marisol shield him at the party?Although he didn't see any real need to explain anything to her, he'd only just dispelled the rumors about him and the masked woman, and he'd specifically invited Calliope to the party to smooth things over.If she got the wrong idea again, everything he'd done would have been for nothing."There's nothing between Marisol and me beyond family ties, Ms. Moore," Vincent explained hurriedly. "My dad asked her to look after me,

The yacht was modest compared to a luxury liner, but across its two decks, it had everything they needed.The lower deck was designed for lounging, while the upper deck had some tables and chairs where one could enjoy a cup of coffee and the sea breeze.Vincent had always loved the ocean. He loved its boundless horizon, its deep blue water, and the way it seemed vast enough to hold everything beneath the sky.As soon as they boarded, everyone headed straight for the upper deck to take in the view.Walking behind Laura, Vincent said, "Breeze Island has enormous potential. I'm confident this partnership will be beneficial for both of us."Laura nodded slightly and replied, "Choosing Fernburg was sentimental, sure, but what really drew me in was Breeze Island's potential."In business, feelings carried little weight. At the end of the day, it was all about the bottom line.Although officially part of Fernburg, Breeze Island was cut off from the city by Fern Bay, making transit inco