All Chapters of A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Meanwhile, the air at the press conference venue grew abnormally tense.The scheduled time for the press conference had come and gone, yet there was no sign of Vincent and Tarquin. Below the stage, anxious whispers quickly spread among the waiting guests and journalists."What's going on? They wouldn't stand us up today of all days, would they?" a reporter muttered under his breath to the person beside him."Maybe traffic held them up. Let's wait a few more minutes," the other replied, though his eyes showed growing concern.As time ticked away, the minutes dragged on. Half an hour without a word was all it took for frustration to boil over in the hall."What's taking so long? Why aren't they here yet?" someone demanded loudly from the crowd."Are they messing with us? Even if a crisis came up, they could've dropped a quick notice!" another chimed in."That's right. Everyone's time is precious. This is such a disappointment!"Complaints exploded across the room.Backstage, Sam

Samara seized Chad's phone and forcibly pressed his finger to the screen to unlock it. The messages that popped up made her pupils contract sharply.Ignoring Chad's words completely, she simply gave her bodyguard a look. Understanding immediately, the bodyguard released him and kicked him squarely in the stomach."Ow!"He let out a painful yell as he fell heavily to the ground.Samara looked down at him impassively and said, word by word, "If anything happens to Vincent, I will make sure you pay."With that, she turned and left. Chad was left whimpering on the floor.Samara…Chad was completely bewildered. Didn't she hate Vincent now? After how much Vincent hurt and betrayed her, she shouldn't care about him at all.Why was she standing up for Vincent now?A horrific thought occurred to Chad, making his heart sink. If this came to light, Samara might actually end his life!Fighting the pain, he rushed to call Tony. At a time like this, Tony was the only person he could lean o

At the boarding gate, Chad followed right behind Tony, looking as white as a sheet.They were one step away from freedom. Once the plane took off, the sky was the limit. A new life was waiting for them.Tony was right. As long as they had money, they could always stage a comeback.Still, he couldn't let go of Samara. Just thinking of her brought a sharp, stabbing ache to his chest.Why had she played him? Why? Was it because of Vincent?He couldn't wrap his head around it. Why was she still pining for Vincent after how he had treated her?Even so, Chad took comfort in knowing that even if Samara rushed to the scene, it would be far too late.Those kidnappers were quick and thorough. Vincent had surely been dealt with already.Chad scoffed. He had lost this time, but Vincent wouldn't live to gloat about it. At that thought, a bitter smile curled on his lips, and tears welled up in his eyes.Just as he was about to walk through the gate, he couldn't help looking back one last ti

As night fell, news that Chad and Tony were behind bars topped every major headline, sparking an absolute frenzy.Shocked by the news, people engaged in heated debate. From basking in the spotlight that morning to rotting behind bars by afternoon, the sudden reversal was more thrilling than a movie.On the other hand, the hospital was a whole different world. It was so quiet that it seemed cut off from the outside world.Tarquin returned with a bag of soup and buttered toast. He quickly ate a few bites before pushing the food toward Samara."You should eat something. How is your body going to hold up if you don't?"Samara had already changed into fresh clothes Ayla dropped off. At the sound of his voice, she drew her gaze away from the ICU window. She looked at the soup and silently picked up the spoon."Thanks," she said, her voice noticeably hoarse.Tarquin hesitated for a moment. He could no longer bury the suspicion that was eating away at him."Ms. Copeland, I don't know i

Vincent remained asleep the entire night.Samara hurried back to the hospital from the police station, worn out, but her gaze was firm.Tarquin had been concerned about his kids back home, so he was relieved to see Samara return and left the hospital.Samara sat alone on the ICU bench and kept watch all night. Her eyes were bloodshot, and her face ghastly pale.Early the next morning, as the doctor walked over, she asked urgently in a raspy voice, "Didn't you tell me he would wake up overnight? Why hasn't he come around?"With a helpless sigh, the doctor took in her exhausted appearance and said, "In theory, Mr. Carter should wake soon. But his injuries are severe, and there are many unpredictable factors at play. We'll need to keep him under observation for a bit longer."Hearing that, Samara's heart sank. Her voice carried a trace of despair as she asked, "Is there anything else I could do?"The doctor patted her shoulder and comforted her."Just wait a little more. It's stil