Lahat ng Kabanata ng Reborn Of The CEO’s Cold-Hearted Wife: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

Xavier stared at the documents in Professor Adrian Holloway’s hands as though they might rearrange themselves into something less damning if he looked hard enough. His jaw tightened, a slow tension building in his shoulders as he exhaled through his nose and shook his head once, deliberately, as if physically rejecting what he was being told.“What do you mean?” he asked, his voice controlled but strained beneath the restraint. “That’s not possible. You have to be mistaken.”Professor Holloway did not look up at him immediately. His attention remained fixed on the papers, his fingers flipping through the pages again, slower this time, more deliberate, as though he were confirming something he already knew to be true. When he finally spoke, his tone was firm, stripped of hesitation.“I’m not mistaken, sir,” Holloway said quietly. “Not at all.”Xavier took a step closer, his frustration sharpening. “You’re telling me —” He stopped himself, jaw flexing, then spoke again, “—you’re tellin

Lilith shook her head almost immediately, the denial coming too fast, too clean. “I don’t know who Billy is,” she said, her voice steady enough that someone who didn’t know her would have believed it.Xavier scoffed, the sound sharp and full of disbelief. From the staircase above, Aurora lifted a brow slowly, her expression caught somewhere between disbelief and dark amusement. Even she, watching from a distance, could see how poorly that lie was stitched together. Still, she said nothing. She leaned slightly against the banister, content to observe, eyes sharp and mind alert.“Then who was the man at the restaurant?” Xavier asked, his voice dangerously calm.Lilith crossed her arms as if offended by the question. “I already told you. I don’t know him.”“Oh yeah?” Xavier said, taking a step forward. “Then tell me…what exactly have you been working on in the lab for the past week?”Lilith blinked, clearly thrown off by the sudden shift. “What is going on?” she asked, irritation seepin

Xavier didn’t raise his voice when he spoke, but there was something in his tone that made Aurora’s spine stiffen instantly. “Aurora, we need to talk.”She didn’t look at him. Her hands were clenched at her sides, nails biting into her palms as if grounding herself was the only thing stopping her from completely unraveling. “I have nothing to say to you,” she replied coldly. “Get out.”He sighed, already tired, already framing her reaction in a way that made sense only to him. “You’re overreacting,” he said, stepping further into the room instead of leaving. “You need to calm down.”That did it.To Xavier, this was simple. He had seen her upstairs earlier, walking away, stiff-backed and clearly upset. He had assumed…wrongly, disastrously, that this was about Lilith staying in the mansion. He had even rehearsed what he would say on his way here, how he would explain that it was temporary, that Lilith was vulnerable, that everything was under control. What he did not know…what he cou

They searched through the night.By the time Xavier reached the location the bodyguard had sent, the street was already swarming with activity…police cars lined up with flashing lights muted but insistent, officers moving in coordinated patterns, radios crackling nonstop. The air smelled like oil, damp concrete, and panic. Xavier stepped out of his car before it had fully stopped, his eyes scanning the area like he expected Aurora to step out of the shadows at any second, irritated and alive and furious.“She was here,” the bodyguard said the moment he saw Xavier, his face pale, sweat beading along his hairline. “Right here, sir. She was walking this direction.”Xavier rounded on him. “Show me.”They moved together, fast. The guard pointed toward a narrow stretch of road that dipped into a quieter part of town, streetlights spaced too far apart, shadows pooling thickly between buildings.“She slowed down here,” the guard continued. “Like she realized something was wrong.”“Did she ru

Billy didn’t give her time to linger at the dining table. Once the plates were cleared, he gestured toward the living room like this was the most natural continuation in the world. Aurora followed because she had learned very quickly that resistance, even silent resistance, only interested him more. The living room was spacious, modern, all sharp lines and muted colors, floor-to-ceiling windows looking out into the woods she had already seen. It felt intentional, like the house was built to make you feel small, exposed, and alone all at once. She sat on one end of the couch, her posture stiff, her eyes constantly tracking him. Billy moved easily, comfortably, dropping into the armchair opposite her, crossing his legs like he was settling in for a casual chat between friends.“So,” he said, folding his hands together, “you wanted to know why I’m like this.”‘Not really.’ She wanted to say but she knew that he would tell her regardless so she didn’t respond. Her pulse was loud in h