Todos os capítulos de A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Capítulo 251 - Capítulo 260

"Chad, I don't want to hurt him. It won't do either of us any good," Zane said.Chad looked at Zane and sighed. "Nobody said anything about going too far. We'll just get someone to mess with him a little. Think about it—once everyone hears about it, Calliope will want nothing to do with him, and Marisol will look down on him too."Chad's attempts to persuade him gradually made him waver.He thought Chad was right. This was the only way to make Marisol lose interest in Vincent."So who's going to do it?" Zane asked."That's the easy part."Chad gestured for Zane to come close, whispering the moment he leaned down."The locals probably don't make much. If the price is right, there is nothing they won't do."Zane bit his lip. After a moment's hesitation, he nodded.Under the cover of darkness, the two of them slipped out of the inn and headed toward the harbor. They were sure they could find someone willing to do the job there.…Vincent lay bored in bed, tossing and turning re

Fargus smacked Oliver hard on the back of his head. Then, he turned to glare at Vincent and barked out a warning. "Don't even think about getting anything out of us!"But Vincent had already grasped the situation—someone had paid these men and put them up to this.He'd only just arrived on the island, so there was no way he'd made enemies with the locals. That meant someone was deliberately targeting him.As for who that was, Vincent already had a good idea.Keeping his voice steady, he tested the waters. "Listen, I don't mean any trouble. I just want to know who hates me enough to have me kidnapped. Here's the deal. Tell me how much they paid you, and I'll double it."At those words, Stan's eyes lit up. Double the cash was a fortune. He blurted out without thinking, "Both of them promised us 100 thousand dollars each! You'll really give us 200 thousand dollars?""Both of them?"So there were two people behind this…Vincent thought Chad was a given. But why had Zane gotten in

Vincent's heart clenched. He got ready to make a break for it in another direction, but Fargus blocked his way."Mr. Carter, you look so delicate. I never thought you'd turn out to be this tough. You actually managed to get the better of my boys."Fargus' eyes flashed menacingly. "It's all the more reason I can't let you leave."With that, he and Oliver began closing in on Vincent step by step.Vincent took a deep breath. He pulled out another needle and held it between his fingers, ready to strike at any moment.He knew this was a matter of life and death."Stay back, or I'm taking the gloves off!" Vincent warned sternly."That little trick only works on an idiot like Stan. It's useless against the two of us!"Fargus grinned viciously. He and Oliver moved in with their clubs raised, swinging them through the air in deadly arcs. They seemed ready to smash Vincent's head right open.Vincent closed his eyes tightly, prepared to take them down with him if he had to.In the nick

"That's impossible," Marisol said firmly, shaking her head. "Vincent knew we were sailing out today. He wouldn't just wander off."Milo got the spare key from his grandparents and carefully unlocked the door.The room was empty. Vincent was nowhere in sight.Marisol called him at once, only to hear the cold automated voice saying, "Sorry, the number you have dialed is outside the service area."Chad and Zane exchanged a quick look. They had a good idea what had likely happened.It looked like the men they'd hired had done their job. Today, they'd teach Vincent a lesson the hard way.As long as they didn't kill Vincent, they could do whatever they wanted with him.Chad smiled coldly, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.Marisol, on the other hand, was drowning in self-reproach and concern. Vincent had vanished right under her nose, and she couldn't forgive herself for it."There's no way he'd just disappear at a crucial time like this," she muttered to herself. She drew in a me

Vincent stood paralyzed, as if pinned down. As he stared at the face he hadn't seen in over three years, his mind reeled, a storm of emotions churning within him.It really was Samara!He recalled their first dance at the gala. The familiar yet foreign sensation had unsettled him then. Now that he knew the truth, he found it even harder to believe it.Seeing that face instantly pulled him back to that rainy night more than three years in the past, when he and Marisol fled Seabridge. That night, he'd left a badly wounded Samara behind without as much as looking back.The scene before him now mirrored that night so closely that his body began to tremble involuntarily.Vincent thought he had left the past behind after three long years and moved on with his life. But now, everything fell apart.The memories came flooding back, and the pain was too much to bear.She had left him with nothing but bad memories from years ago and even further back. Remembering them pained him every sing