Reborn as a Billionaire Heiress のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

~Elena~My hands grew colder as the car drove into my grandfather’s estate. Throughout the ride, I tried so hard not to be obvious about being around him, and each time he tried to speak to me, I responded with quick words that wouldn’t drag the discussion any further. I was not supposed to be helpless in front of a man who could be like everyone else, and even though he gave a good impression at my funeral, I still didn’t trust him yet because I had no idea what he was capable of doing. "We have arrived, sir." The driver’s announcement and Christian’s hand on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts. ‘’I uhm…’’ I cleared my throat as I faced him. ‘’Thank you so much for today,’’ I told him. Just then, the door opened, and I gave him a little wave before stepping out of the car. I didn’t know what to say to him, and I felt like a fool seeing how he watched me walk out of the car without responding, but to my surprise, he walked out right after me and stood behind me. ‘’I have to wa

~Christian~I watched as Landon walked in with his father, his smug expression a familiar sight I had seen before. It had been years since we last saw each other, and I'd expected time to have changed him. But at one glance, he was still the same. He was still the same cocky boy I met when my parents died. His eyes locked onto mine, and that same condescending smirk spread across his face. My fists clenched instinctively, a surge of anger coursing through me, and I had the urge to punch him in the face.Landon's presence was a harsh reminder of our family's complicated dynamics. We shared a mother, but that's where our connection ended. He was the illegitimate son, born to a thug father. On the other hand, I was the rightful heir to the royal family. Landon always reminded me how he'd steal everything from me when we were younger. Seeing him again brought back memories I'd rather forget. His father's presence made matters worse.The little I knew about Landon's father was that he was

~Owen~ I knew all hell would break loose once my father returned from the royal mansion. I hadn’t expected Christian to have me followed and discover the girls I’d been secretly seeing behind Elena’s back. The plan was to go there and ruin Elena's dinner, but it backfired, and now I was in serious trouble with my father. I knew exactly what my father would do—especially since it involved his favorite child: my older brother, the only one he truly cared about. Before he came back, my mother was already nagging me about what I’d done, warning me of the consequences and how I could avoid my father’s wrath that night. “Just make sure you go straight to your room and don’t say anything unless I ask you to. You know how he usually is when angry, so please, don’t make him even more annoyed,” she advised. Not wanting to make things worse, I followed her advice, heading to my room and sitting on my bed. But I couldn’t stop thinking about what would happen when my father returned. Curious,

~Elena~I tossed and turned in bed, thinking about the kiss Christian and I had almost shared. My heart hadn't stopped racing since I entered the room and collapsed onto my mattress, and no matter how many times I replayed the night, I couldn't make sense of it. I had almost kissed him.Almost kissed Christian Royal.The words sounded like they belonged to someone else’s life. This was supposed to be revenge, a clean, calculated plan to make Owen and Ariana pay for murdering me and my unborn child in my past life.So why was I lying here wondering what Christian’s lips would have felt like?I groaned and pulled the blanket over my face. “I am going crazy?” I muttered.I’d told my grandfather I loved Christian, and now I had to develop more stories quickly.The family dinner at his mansion would be a nightmare because Phaedra, my father, and my grandfather would be in one room with me, juggling a fake engagement with the man Ariana liked. I’d canceled my engagement with Owen months ago

~Elena~The dining room in my grandfather’s mansion gleamed with opulence, with crystal chandeliers casting golden light over the polished mahogany table. As we entered, the air was thick with toasted lamb and rosemary. It smelled amazing, and my grandfather must have prepared it because he knows what I like.Christian’s hand was still entwined with mine as we entered. It's been like that since we left the Cafe.My father sat at one end, his sharp gaze landing on our joined hands, and his expression was unreadable. Phaedra sat beside him, her eyes flicking to me with thinly veiled disapproval. At the head of the table, my grandfather’s face lit up when he saw us, his smile warm and genuine.“Welcome, Christian,” he said, his voice booming. “I am happy to have you here.” “Thank you, sir,” Christian replied, shaking the offered hand firmly. He turned to my father. “Hello, sir.”My father didn’t respond, and I knew it was deliberate. I frowned but held my tongue, guiding Christian to a c