Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire 소설 & 이야기

Brianna's POV I thought I could easily change my life after I got reborn. I had the courage to change my fate because I know I have my resources. But after realizing the possible fall of my company, it shook me. It wasn't Cain who shook me, it was the situation of the company that my grandfather entrusted me with. I have three days left from a week that the shareholders gave me. I only have three days to find a way to at least assure them that the company won't fall. I only have three days left to prove that I can save the company. But I'm losing my hope.

Horrific memories of my death in a past life surged forward, vivid and inescapable. A shudder ran down my spine before I could suppress it. Just as I opened my mouth to deliver a cutting remark, Jonas cut me off with a cold, menacing laugh. Leaning close to my ear, he spoke in a low, sinister tone. "Suzy, so you’ve returned from the past too. Unfortunately for you, I remember everything now. I’m about to rise again. Once I have money, you’re finished." With that, he straightened up and strode away, laughing triumphantly as though he’d already won.

Life would look normal from the outside. But she knew the truth: The story had changed. The world had widened. The danger was real. This wasn’t just rebirth and revenge anymore. This was survival.

I hadn't even had the chance to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl, to watch my child be born, or to hold them in my arms even once. The palms of my hands were smeared with dried, freezing blood. This child had been my final shred of hope to hold onto a suffocating marriage for the past five years. Yet Dominic Hayes had crushed that hope with his own hands without a hint of remorse, and now, his mistress wanted to drive me to the very edge. Slam! Sera shoved me forward with brutal force. My back slammed hard against the freezing iron railing. Behind me lay the vast, plunging abyss of the city, glittering with lights.

Thomas was a stout man whose head was now covered in greys and fine lines, a scar that wasn't there when they met now resided on his forehead, his silver eyes had lost their glow and were now bloodshot. "You must be surprised to see me after you let me rot in penury." Nathan took a deep breath as old memories flashed in his head like family photos. "I'm sorry Tom..." "It's okay Nathan, u have everything you stole from me but I have to thank you for helping me build it. It would be perfect to merge Boulderfist and Transcorp as one. Just like I had dreamt, a tower." Thomas took a seat near his daughter and I could barely see the resemblance between the two, Adriana had a deceptive demeanor tha

"Later, I paid the price for my mistakes. I faced bankruptcy, and you all know how I became entangled in a false murder charge involving Alicia." His voice cracked, but he pressed on. "Isabella, however, stood by me during my darkest times. No matter how many times I apologize to her, it will never feel like enough." Xavier knelt before me, holding out the engagement ring. "Isabella Morgan, aka Veronica Luis, will you marry me again?" The room erupted in cheers. "Say yes to him," someone shouted from the crowd. I nodded, tears welling up in my eyes as I whispered,

I’m gonna find her and I will use her against Jaxon! Then my phone suddenly rang, and it turned out it was someone I knew from the past but not in his life that he saw my face, so many people haven’t seen my face yet. He was known as the Killer Doctor known for his expertise in killing criminal patients and his victims. “I have a deal for you. I know where she is, but there’s always a price.” I smiled, “How much do you need?” “She’s priceless, you know? But yeah, there’s always a price when it comes to something so precious. How about five hundred thousand dollars? Deal or no Deal?”

“It’ll break me.” Rachel put a hand on her shoulder. “Then let’s make sure it doesn’t.” The Phoenix Rebirth Summit wasn’t just a meeting. It was a reckoning. The venue was a refurbished opera house in Geneva — glass chandeliers, marbled columns, and a mirrored atrium that reflected ambition from every angle. Attendees arrived in sleek cars and sharp suits. Activists, investors, politicians, innovators — and a handful of enemies dressed as old friends. Each guest received a gold-wrapped folder:

Wanted to pretend nothing existed outside this hospital, this bill, this impossible weight that she just couldn't lift off of her shoulders. But something—desperation, curiosity, exhaustion—made her answer. “Hello?” She hated how her voice shook. A pause. Then a calm, controlled female voice responded. “Miss Aubrey Lane?” “Yes?” “My name is Denise. I work for Mr. Killian Frost.” Aubrey frowned instantly. That name meant nothing and everything at the same time. Killian Frost. Even people who didn’t follow business news knew it. Ruthless Billionaire CEO. Tech empire. Media silence. A man spoken about in headlines like a myth rather than a person. Powerful. Untouchable. The kind of man whose pr

"The money was going to be ours. I was going to set you up for life just to keep you quiet. But the papers require a living bride, not a corpse. You burned fifty billion dollars because you couldn't handle a little bit of sibling rivalry." Lurii’s face went white, the reality of her blunder finally crashing through her delusions of grandeur. She looked at Ashley, then back at me, her lips trembling. But I didn't have time for her realization or her regret. I turned and ran. I didn't wait for an ambulance. The sirens would be too slow, the bureaucracy too thick. I sprinted through the hotel lobby, a wild-eyed man in a thousand-dollar suit carrying a dying woman. "Move!" I screamed at a group