All Chapters of A Man Reborn: Beg for My Heart: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Despite how angry Vincent looked, Samara didn't seem to care. In fact, her smile only grew wider. "What's up with you? Even pets don't get this kind of treatment. You should learn to be content."Vincent snorted and thought to himself, "I'd rather not be treated like this!""What's so great about NexGen? I just don't want people to think that I got in using your connections!" he said firmly, an obstinate look in his eyes. Samara's expression flickered, but her usual indifference soon returned. "NexGen is the best in the industry. Your friend is there, and with my protection, no one would dare lay a finger on you."Hearing this just made Vincent angrier. "Is that all? I don't care about that! What I want is fairness and acknowledgment of my efforts!"The two of them stared into each other's eyes, the air between them crackling with fiery tension.Samara was silent for a moment. Suddenly, she said, "Fine. You have two paths to choose from. Either join NexGen or be a stay-at-home h

Vincent's first day of work felt uneventful and mundane. All he did was attend meetings and participate in training sessions. He was bored out of his mind.Despite this, when it was finally time to get off work, he still didn't want to go home. To him, that place was no different from a suffocating prison.He was wondering how to dawdle for a while more when Samara appeared, right on the dot. Vincent's heart skipped a beat. He hastily turned on his computer and began pretending to tap away on his keyboard. He pricked up his ears, waiting for her to leave. "I've come to take you home." Samara's voice rang out unexpectedly. Vincent's hand jolted, and he almost flung his mouse away. Still, he forced himself to answer, "I've still got some work to do. You can go ahead." "Work? All you did today was have meetings and training sessions, right? Where did you get 'work'?"There was a hint of mockery in Samara's tone, and her gaze was as sharp as an X-ray, seeing right through him

As soon as Tristan walked out of the conference room, he slumped in defeat. Grabbing hold of Vincent, he wailed, "Vince, this is so hard! Where am I going to find someone to help me with the artwork and the planning?""Don't worry. Shall I help you find someone?" Vincent asked reassuringly as he patted Tristan's shoulder.Tristan shook his head and let out a bitter laugh. "No, Vince. If you help, that'll be cheating. I don't want to win by underhanded means."Looking like he'd made up his mind, he pulled out his phone and started calling his university classmates.After a few minutes, Tristan's eyes flashed with delight. He looked up sharply and grinned at Vincent. "Hey, I actually found someone who says they can help!""See! Where there's a will, there's a way!" Vincent laughed and patted Tristan's shoulder encouragingly."You're popular with people. That's why you can always find someone to help you out when you need them."Vincent felt reassured when he saw how confident Tr

The elevator suddenly dropped rapidly, as if a huge, invisible hand was yanking it downward. Vincent's heart skipped a beat, but he took a deep breath and forced himself not to panic. Beside him, Tristan was equally calm, a stark contrast to how loud he usually was. After all, it was a critical situation, and keeping a level head was the only way to get through it.Both of them swiftly adjusted their stances and pressed themselves against the elevator walls until the sensation of free fall came to an abrupt stop. The world seemed to freeze. "Vincent! Are you alright?" Tristan sounded nervous. "I'm still alive. What about you?" Vincent responded. He glanced around quickly to ensure that there were no other threats.Tristan replied, his voice tinged with anxiety, "I'm okay too. But it looks like we're trapped here. We've got to find a way to get out. I mean, we can't just wait around and do nothing!" Vincent was silent for a moment, then said comfortingly, "Don't worry. Garet

Kirsten had been on her way out when she heard that some people were trapped in the elevator, so she had come over to take a look. She hadn't expected it to be Vincent and Tristan. Tristan's legs straightened as soon as he saw that it was her. He pushed her away hurriedly and backed away, offering her an awkward but polite smile.Leaning against the wall, Vincent took several deep breaths before he finally managed to recover slightly. He searched the crowd, his gaze falling on Zachary."Vincent? Why are you still here? I thought you left early." Zachary had looked over at him as well and hurried forward, pretending to be concerned.Vincent felt that Zachary was being unusually concerned, and it was too much of a coincidence for him to be there at just the right time. He was clearly doing it on purpose, and it made Vincent suspicious.Thinking back to everything that had happened, he realized that Gareth had stood by and done nothing despite not having any kind of grudge against h