Todos los capítulos de Heiress Rebound, Back to My Billions: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

AURORABefore I could even register my disgust, Victoria pulled Julian towards our table. She stopped beside me and lowered her eyes to Alexander.I could tell from the way her eyes sparkled that she could sense something about him was different. She smirked and turned to me.Meanwhile, Julian was still standing behind her. His usual ego, which made his head bigger, had been bruised. I could see the discomfort in his eyes when he saw Alexander seated across from me.I had heard about him from Chloe. She had been wishing him ill and had followed up on all the news regarding him. She had told me that his company was suddenly having cash flow issues and the bank was not extending their loan contract.I had known it was Alexander's doing. He was the only man in the city who had that kind of ability to ruin a man without thinking twice about it. I hadn't brought it up with him, but seeing Julian right now, I guessed Alexander had rained even worse hell on the Prescott family than I had tho

AURORA“I would like to see you try,” Julian said, a smug smile on his face.I was going to tell Alexander to let him go, not because I felt sorry for Julian but because I didn’t want Alexander to get his hands dirty.I knew better than anyone about Julian’s capabilities. The only reason he had risen so far in the Prescott Group was that he shared blood with the chairman.With his skills, he would have never made it as an intern. I didn’t need a psychic to know that he would ruin the business in a few years once it was handed over to him.And yet, his father had not even given him the company yet, and he had found a way to cross one of the most important men who could ruin the Prescott family without overthinking it.Alexander pulled out his phone, and I didn’t stop him. He dialed a number that picked up after the first ring.“My wife doesn’t like the name Prescott. I think it is high time they disappeared from the city.”Silence.“You know what to do.” Alexander ended the call and sl

AURORAI was deep in design when the intercom on my desk buzzed.For a minute, I just stared at the red light. Since I started working as the head of design, I had never had anyone call for me. I licked my lips and reached for the machine.I pressed it down, and the receptionist’s voice carried through the air, polite and calm."Mrs. Vance?” she called, and I hummed in response. "Mr. Tuffin is here to see you.”I froze. Henry? What was he doing here? It wasn’t strange for him to come to the company. After all, he and Melody were a shameless pair.But why did he want to see me?“He doesn’t have an appointment.” I cleared my throat and twirled the pencil in my hand. “I refuse to see him.”Silence, and then her voice cut through again. "Mr. Tuffin said he still has something you want. He will give it to you if you agree to see him.”“Something I want?” I repeated, and then a memory clicked in my mind.When my father died, things had been so crazy. Henry had gotten his hands on some of his

AURORACatherine's face was all the evidence I needed to know that she had seen through Melody's trick. And maybe, for a split moment, I was hoping she would scold Melody and tell her to stop blowing things out of proportion.Instead, she dropped her teacup onto the table and reclined just enough for me to know she meant business.“Aurora, apologise to your sister,” she demanded.I blinked once and then again, hoping I was hallucinating those words. That my mind was biased against her and I was making things up.“Apologise?” I repeated, as if the phrase were foreign to me.She nodded, and everything that felt like hope finally slipped out of my hands.“Apologise to your sister sincerely, and do not meet her fiancé alone again.”“You think I wanted to meet him?” I asked, feeling my forehead crease.If Chloe saw me right now, she would press her finger against my forehead and shake her head.‘You don't have to create wrinkles for yourself over worthless people,’ she'd mutter with a frow

AURORAI laughed it off because I was scared to admit that if I took his words seriously, I would begin to want more from him.More of his time, more of his attention, more of him.“Since when did you get so smooth at talking?” I tried to end the topic with just those words.Instead, he reached for my hand and took it. His thumb brushed in light strokes over the back of my hand as he kept his eyes on me.“If I have to learn to sweet-talk you, then I will.”“What…”“You talk so freely whenever you want to tease others, but the moment it becomes about your real feelings, you always find a way to deflect.”I looked away. Did he have to make me feel exposed even though it was only the two of us here?“I do not do that,” I protested, but the truth was that my protest was useless.“I am not going to force you to talk to me. I am just hoping that whenever you face difficulties, you think of me first and want to talk to me.”I leaned in, my breath caught in my throat and my brain working pure