All Chapters of Save it, Mr Arrogant! I Dumped You After Reborn.: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

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Chapter 161: It's fine.

Evelyn POVVincent set me on my feet with a look that promised murder toward whoever was on the other side of that door, then crossed the room, buttoning his shirt as he went.I sank into the warm chair he'd just left, my pulse still hammering, my lips still tingling. The air felt cold without him. I pressed my fingers to my mouth, trying to gather whatever scraps of composure I had left, and listened.The front door opened, and I heard a male voice. It sounded urgent, but apologetic cut through the quiet of the apartment."Mr Hayes, I'm so sorry to bother you this late. I tried calling, but your phone was off, and this couldn't wait until morning.""Cyril." Vincent's voice had already shifted, the warmth stripped out, replaced by the clipped tone of a businessman. "What happened?""It's the Seravino shipment, sir. The one scheduled for Tuesday."A pause. Then Vincent: "What about it?""It's gone."Silence.I sat up straighter in the chair, my curiosity sharpening. I knew pieces of Vi

Chapter 162: It's fine II

Evelyn POVVincent appeared in the doorway with an easy smile that almost — almost — hid the tension behind his eyes."Sorry about that," he said, crossing to me. "Building management. Something about a water pipe on the floor below. Absolutely riveting stuff."A water pipe. At this hour. With a man carrying a tablet and talking about Porto Vecchio."Must have been serious if it took that long," I said lightly."You know how building managers are. Give them an audience, and they'll talk for an hour." He stopped in front of the chair, looking down at me with that warm, slightly lopsided smile that crinkled the corners of his eyes. "Now — where were we?"He extended his hand to me.I looked up at him — this man who'd just learned someone was stealing millions from his company and had walked back in here wearing a smile so I wouldn't worry. My chest ached with something I couldn't quite name. It w

Chapter 163: Blood and business.

Gabriel POVThe address Marcus Volkov had given me led to a warehouse on the eastern edge of Crescent Harbour's industrial district.My men had found Rowan in under twelve hours. That alone told me everything I needed to know. He wasn't hiding. He was waiting.A man who runs is afraid. A man who waits thinks he's already won.I stepped out of the car and adjusted my cuffs. Two of my men flanked me — Leo and Dante — both armed, both silent. They knew the drill. No one spoke unless I spoke first. No one moved unless I moved first.I had them come in from Bangria a few hours ago; no matter how foolish I am, facing Rowan alone would be suicidal. The warehouse door was already open. A single fluorescent light buzzed overhead, casting everything in a sickly yellow glow. Crates and pallets lined the walls, and in the centre of the open floor, seated on a metal folding chair with his legs crossed like he was waiting for a dinner reservation, was Rowan Brice.He looked like me. That was the t

Chapter 164: Blood and business II

Gabriel POVI looked at him — this man who shared my blood, who'd been erased by the same father I'd spent years trying to live up to, who'd burned my empire to the ground with patience and precision I couldn't help but respect, even as I despised him for it.I took one step forward. Then another. Until I was close enough to see the faint tremor in his hand that he was trying very hard to hide."I'm not going to kill you tonight, Rowan," I said quietly. "Not because you don't deserve it. But because killing you now would be an act of mercy, and you haven't earned that from me."The faint smile on his face faltered."But hear me clearly." I leaned in until my mouth was inches from his ear. "Whatever fraternal sentiment existed between us ended the moment you put Evelyn Bennett in danger. The next time I see your face — in this city, in any city, anywhere on this earth — we will not be having a conversation."I pulled back and met his eyes. He held my gaze, but the arrogance from earlier

Blood and business III

Gabriel POVThomas nodded rapidly, already sliding the listing aside. "Of course, of course. I thought you might say that." He tapped the second photo — a sprawling estate set back from the road, surrounded by dense trees. "This one's in Thornfield. Old money neighbourhood. The property sits on three acres, completely wooded perimeter. No direct sightlines from any neighbouring property or road. Former diplomat's residence — it already has a panic room and a secondary exit tunnel that leads to a service road half a mile south."I studied the layout. Thornfield was solid — quiet, private, defensible. But it was on the opposite side of the city from where I needed to be."Where's Evelyn Bennett's residence?" I asked.Thomas blinked. Then he blinked again. To his credit, the surprise lasted less than two seconds before professionalism smoothed it over."Miss Bennett lives in the Wrenfield district, Mr. Ross. Hartley Lane, specifically. It's a quieter residential area — upper-middle-class

Chapter 166: The Handover.

Evelyn POVThe elevator doors opened to the twenty-third floor of Bennett Holdings, and the familiar scent of polished wood and fresh coffee hit me like a memory I hadn't known I'd missed.It had only been a few days since I'd last been here, but it felt longer. Everything felt longer these days, the hours stretched, the silences grew wider, and the weight of the judge's ruling sat on my shoulders like a coat I couldn't take off.I walked through the corridor toward my office, nodding to the staff who greeted me with cautious smiles and soft "good mornings" that carried a little more warmth than usual. Word had gotten around. It always did in this building. Bennett Holdings was a real estate empire, but it ran on gossip the way most companies ran on coffee.My office, the corner suite on the twenty-third floor with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the Crescent Harbour skyline, was exactly as I'd left it. My laptop sat open on the desk, a stack of contracts waited in the tray, and

Chapter 167: The handover II.

Evelyn POVMy heart gave a small, knowing thump. I already knew where this was going.The conversation I'd had recently with Adrian about how running both the operational CEO role and the Managing Director position simultaneously was unsustainable and had resulted in a recommendation that still made my chest swell with warmth every time I thought about it.Grace was the perfect candidate. She'd earned it a hundred times over. The official announcement was planned for the Green Valley Phase One launch, a moment that felt right, fitting, the kind of public recognition that Grace would never have asked for but absolutely deserved.But she didn't know yet. And looking at her now with the tablet in hand, glasses slightly askew, already three steps ahead on every logistical detail, I wasn't about to spoil the surprise."We'll discuss that soon," I said. "I have some thoughts."Grace studied me for a beat, clearly sensing there was more behind my words, but she let it go with a professional

Chapter 168: The evidence.

Evelyn POVThe board members filed out one by one, each pausing briefly to shake my hand or offer a few parting words of encouragement on their way to the door.Lilian Hart squeezed my arm and told me she was proud of me. Gerald King nodded stiffly and said something about quarterly projections being ahead of schedule. Thompson mumbled congratulations without meeting my eyes. He was one of those who'd voted against my appointment twice and was now pretending he'd been in my corner all along.I smiled at each of them and said the right things, but my attention wasn't on the departing board. It was on the man who hadn't moved from his chair.Adrian sat at the far end of the mahogany table, perfectly still, watching the room empty with such calmness and patience that I knew he had nowhere else to be. His jacket was draped over the back of his chair, his sleeves rolled to his forearms, and he held a glass of water he hadn't drunk. He was turning it slowly between his fingers, the light ca

Chapter 169: The evidence II

Evelyn POVMy voice cracked on the last word. I hated it. I hated that he could still do this to me, reach into the locked rooms of my chest and rattle the doors."And through all of it," I said, "Isabella was there. The woman you loved, the woman you protected, the woman you chose every single time. As long as she is still in the picture, as long as she's anywhere near you, I cannot trust you. I won't. Because every time I've let my guard down around you, she's been the knife waiting on the other side."The silence that followed was suffocating.Adrian looked at me for a long time. Not with anger or the cold defensiveness I'd expected. He looked at me the way someone looks at a wound they caused with the slow, dawning comprehension that the damage was more serious than they'd ever allowed themselves to believe.Then he reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out his phone.I watched as he unlocked it, his thumb moving across the screen with purpose. He scrolled for several seconds,

Chapter 170: Of all people...

Evelyn POVThe silence between us was thick enough to touch.I was still holding his phone, the screen full of evidence that should have made me feel vindicated, powerful, armed. Instead, I felt hollowed out. Like someone had reached inside my chest and scooped out everything familiar, leaving behind a raw, aching emptiness that I didn't know how to fill.Adrian leaned forward in his chair. Slowly, deliberately, he reached for my hand again. This time, when his fingers closed around mine, there was no calculation in the gesture. It wasn't a performance. His grip was firm but careful, the way you'd hold something precious that you were afraid of breaking."Evelyn." His voice was rough at the edges, like he'd been holding the words back for a long time and they'd worn grooves in his throat on the way out. "I need you to hear me. I cannot forgive anyone who tried to take your life, not even Isabella or anyone. And I will do whatever it takes to prove that to you. Whatever it takes. Howev

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