Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn Without You: Kabanata 941 - Kabanata 950

The black sedan pulled out of the convention center parking lot.Christopher's hands on the steering wheel still held a trace of warmth. In the passenger seat, Amelia lowered her head, adjusting the suit jacket draped over her shoulders.Out of nowhere, someone rushed out from beneath a roadside awning and waved them down.Christopher hit the brakes. When he recognized Nigel, his brow tightened just slightly.Nigel held a black umbrella, his expression tense. He opened the rear door, slipped into the back seat, and handed a neatly folded document forward. "Mr. Zephyr, this just came in. Gerald's been reaching out to several of the old shareholders. They're calling an emergency meeting tonight at Whitmore Manor. Sounds like they want to use the family's damaged reputation as leverage to reopen talks about control of the group."Christopher took the document. His fingers brushed over the dense lines of text as his expression darkened.Gerald had never been the type to stay in any

Amelia paused, caught off guard. Who would be knocking at this hour?She got up and walked to the door. Through the peephole, she saw Vincent Grove, a young engineer from the Academy of Aerospace, standing outside with a laptop in his arms, urgency written all over his face.Amelia opened the door. Vincent immediately held out the laptop. "Ms. Sinclair, I'm really sorry to bother you this late, but I've tried debugging the flight control algorithm several times and I keep getting errors. I have to submit a preliminary plan tomorrow, and I'm stuck…"Amelia glanced at the laptop, then at the clock on the wall. Her brows drew together slightly.It was the middle of the night. Being alone in a hotel room with a man like this was inappropriate.She shifted to the side but kept him at the doorway. "I mentioned a few key points about the algorithm during the meeting earlier. Try working through it again with that approach. It's late. Go get some rest. If you're still having trouble,

Amelia suddenly thought of something.Was Christopher's sudden departure really just about the shareholders' meeting?She thought back to the subtle pressure Lincoln had put on her during the summit, then to how suddenly Nathan had been taken away. The more she thought about it, the more it felt like more than just a coincidence.Maybe Christopher's departure had something to do with Lincoln.Once the idea surfaced, it wouldn't go away. It sat there, pressing at her temples.What was Lincoln actually trying to do?She picked up her phone and called Winona. "Can you look into Lincoln for me? The more detailed, the better. I want everything, especially what he's been doing lately and any connection he might have to the Zephyr family."Winona sounded surprised. "Why the sudden interest? Is this about Nathan?""Not just that." Amelia's voice stayed steady. "Taking Nathan wasn't normal, and with Christopher leaving so suddenly yesterday… I think it might be connected. Check if he's

After sending the message, Amelia set her phone down and leaned back in her chair. Her thoughts were a mess.She had no idea how deep Lincoln's connection with Gerald went, or what they might be planning to do to Christopher.Winona watched her for a moment. "Don't worry too much. Christopher's not that easy to bring down."Amelia nodded and picked up her utensils, but she barely touched her food.After dinner, she and Winona walked side by side along the sidewalk in silence.Winona stopped at the corner and said, "You head back to the hotel. If I hear anything, I'll let you know right away."Amelia nodded. She watched as Winona's car disappeared into the night, then turned and headed toward the hotel.She had just reached the entrance when her phone rang.It was Christopher.Amelia paused for a second, then answered. His low voice came through the line. "Are you busy? Want to grab a late bite?""Not really. I just had dinner with Winona," Amelia replied. "Are you done over

Amelia frowned at Christopher, a storm of mixed emotions rising in her eyes.The small warmth they had just found at the diner was gone, scattered by his quiet request for her to stay out of his affairs.She stood there, replaying everything that had happened since their divorce.It felt like there was a thick sheet of ice between them, something that refused to melt no matter how hard she tried.Maybe they had never really understood each other to begin with.Back when they were together, she thought his silence meant steadiness, that the way he protected her was proof of how deeply he cared. Now she saw it for what it was: a shell, something he used to keep people out.And she had done the same in her own way, holding things together on the surface, careful not to touch the wounds he kept buried.They couldn't even be honest with each other. How could they ever go back to what they had?Amelia bit down on her lower lip until the color faded. She took a breath, forcing down