All Chapters of A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

Marisol left right after delivering the meal to Vincent. She headed straight for the press conference venue.Calliope's behavior today struck her as odd. She knew she wouldn't find peace of mind unless she figured out why.Vincent said it was Calliope who saved him today. Yet the intel Marisol had received said Samara had arrived at the scene in a helicopter.Someone was definitely lying.Marisol arrived to find the first floor scrubbed clean. She went straight to the surveillance room and had the staff load up all the footage from the press conference.Eyes glued to the screen, she examined every frame. The second the stairwell came into view, she cut in sharply, "Stop. Play that part back!"The person in charge there rewound to the key section as requested.Marisol scrutinized every detail of the footage without blinking.Reading their lips and body language, she realized that a heated spat between Chad and Samara had ended with Samara giving him a hard kick.It looked as th

Inside the hospital room, Vincent was munching on an apple Calliope had just peeled for him. He looked totally relaxed.As Marisol pushed the door open, he smiled and said teasingly, "Well, if it isn't Ms. Hertman. What brings you here today? Aren't things busy at the office?"Marisol ignored his joke. Still distracted by what she had just seen outside the hospital, she sat down next to the bed with a serious look on her face."Company matters can wait. The press conference is off, and the shareholders have been subdued," she said. "I came here to talk strategy. With both Chad and Tony officially out of the picture, shouldn't we use this chance to do a major reshuffle?"Vincent set the half-eaten apple aside, his eyes flashing with a trace of ruthlessness."Fine. Keep the ones loyal to us. Test the fence-sitters. If they won't turn, cut them loose. And anyone still loyal to Tony is to be removed immediately."Marisol nodded in agreement. "That's what I was thinking too.""But

That same afternoon, Vincent's discharge procedures were complete. Calliope had brought a luxury wheelchair for him and wheeled him back to the villa herself."I used to push you around. Now the tables are turned," he joked.Just then, Edmund hurried in from the garden. When he saw Vincent in a wheelchair, his eyes widened, and he started gesturing frantically."He's asking what happened to you. He looks very worried," Calliope explained, turning her head toward Vincent.Offering a reassuring smile, Vincent said, "I'm fine. I used to take your boss everywhere, so she owes me a few turns."Edmund knew Vincent was just trying to comfort him. His expression remained somber as he signed a few more words.Naturally, Vincent turned to Calliope for the translation."He says it's a pity and asks if it hurts," Calliope murmured.Vincent quickly waved a hand and said, "It doesn't hurt at all. I can't feel a thing… Don't worry, give me time, and I'll be able to stand again."Calliope fel

No one knew how much time had passed before Samara slowly sat up in bed. She grabbed her phone and strode out to the balcony."Hello, Mom."As soon as the call connected, she spoke first.On the other end of the line, Mabel was stunned. It took her a moment to recover."Hmph, so you actually remember to give me a call? You still remember you have a mother? You swore up and down that you'd bring Vincent back when you left. How long has it been since then? Where are you, and where is Vincent?"Receiving a call from Samara in the dead of night was the last thing Mabel expected.Ever since Vincent left, Samara had become a completely different person. She was mired in gloom and apathy every single day.Unable to stand by and watch her fall apart like that, Mabel had finally advised her.If Samara loved him, she should go after him. No matter how it turned out, at least she would have tried and wouldn't have to spend the rest of her life wondering.Mabel had spent so much time tryi

As evening arrived, the sky darkened steadily, as though an invisible hand was pulling down the curtain of night.Vincent sat alone on the balcony. He stared blankly into the distance, ignoring everything around him.A soft breeze blew in the distance. Even though it wasn't cold outside, a deep chill rose from within him and crept up his spine.Samara… How could she just die like that?Though hours had passed since the breaking news broadcast, his mind was still a mess. The harsh reality of her death was something he just couldn't accept.He had frantically searched online for follow-up reports, but every new headline hit him hard.The evidence was clear and irrefutable. The victim was most certainly her.The news footage had even broadcast Mabel hurrying to the scene. If nothing catastrophic had taken place, why would she have rushed over in such a panic from a city miles away?In his previous life, however, events hadn't unfolded this way. Samara had told him that after he di