Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

Chapter 102

4 Preaths

In a secluded corner of the bustling town stood an opulent mansion, its grandeur starkly contrasting with the quiet surroundings. The estate exuded an air of regal magnificence, with its tall gates and immaculate gardens. Inside the mansion, the ambiance was equally lavish. A spacious bedroom, adorned with rich drapes and ornate furnishings, framed a man standing by a floor–length window.

The figure at the window was strikingly handsome, as though sculpted with divine precision. His slicked- back brown hair gleamed faintly under the dim light, and his dark grey eyes, sharp and enigmatic, seemed to pierce through the night. His aura was a blend of allure and intimidation–irresistibly magnetic yet undeniably dangerous. Women who encountered him often found themselves unable to look away, captivated by his presence.

As he gazed at the star–studded sky, a sly smile played on his lips. It was the smile of a man who had been waiting, biding his time.

“Finally, I’m back.”

A knock on the door disrupted his thoughts. Without turning, he commanded, “Come in.”

The door creaked open, and a man entered, walking purposefully toward the window. His demeanor suggested he was no ordinary subordinate–he was someone trusted, perhaps even vital.

“Boss,” the man said, his tone respectful yet firm, “what are your orders?”

The man at the window finally turned to face him, his grey eyes glinting with malice. A low chuckle escaped his lips. “After all these years, I’ve returned. And what’s a return without a grand entrance? Let’s start with Ethan.

“Understood, Boss,” the subordinate replied with a nod.

“But,” the man added with a menacing grin, “make sure he doesn’t die. Not yet.”

“Of course,” the subordinate acknowledged, bowing slightly before exiting the room.

Left alone, the man’s smile widened into a sinister laugh. “I hope you enjoy the gift, Ethan,” he murmured to himself.

His gaze returned to the vast sky, now gleaming with a cold determination. The three great families… your reign is over. This time, I will take back everything you stole from me. Piece by piece, I will unravel your lives. Starting with you, my dear “friend.”

as a prominent announcement spread like wildfire: Ryan and

stir. At the Miller Mansion, a lively celebration was underway. Friends and acquaintances called to congratulate the Li and

who would listen. She reveled in the admiration of her friends,

a mask of composure, remained tense. He hadn’t forgotten Lily’s chilling words: Your morning won’t go

as you think.

Mon, 10

Chapter 102

Pourds

Ryan exchanged a brief glance with Morgan, and the unspoken

they dismissed any lingering doubts and resumed their

festivities, Ryan’s phone buzzed. Excusing himself, he stepped away to take the call, unaware that the day’s

the lively hall, Ryan answered his phone. His casual demeanor vanished within seconds as he

even possible?”

nearby pillar for support.

and concern filling the space. Rose noticed his unsteady movements and rushed to his side.

Ryan?” she asked,

quickly followed, their expressions clouded with worry. “Son, what

gone. Our company shares have been sold off. Every project we had

shock rippled through

phone calls began flooding in. What were supposed to be congratulatory messages for the engagement quickly turned into questions laced with mockery and thinly veiled schadenfreude.

in. The media, relatives, and even acquaintances bombarded them with probing questions, many asking if the engagement

their nerves. Ryan and Rose, initially trying to handle the inquiries, up, too frustrated

was meant to be hers–a day of joy, admiration,

fists clenched tightly, and she hissed through gritted teeth,

jaw tightened. “I didn’t expect her to target my company,” he growled, seething with fury.