AFTER REBIRTH, I BECAME UNTOUCHABLE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

I raised a hand to stop the panic, ruffling Billy’s hair before bending down to pick Gracie up and shower her face with kisses. “Do not panic. I was on my way back when I tripped and fell into the gutter. There was glass in it. I already got it treated, so it is fine. I will just shower and go rest, okay?” “Mom, you have to be careful!” Billy said, looking incredibly worried. “I know, I know. It is my fault,” I replied gently. Rebecca still looked unconvinced, but she chose not to question me in front of everyone. Slowly, the everyone went back to what they were doing. Later that night, just as I was about to fall asleep, my phone rang. I picked it up, carefully patting Billy, who had fallen asleep on my chest, snoring softly with a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth. “Hello?” “Hello? Is this Patricia? This is Bianca. I collected your number earlier at the salon, remember?” “Oh, hi, Bianca. I did not expect you to call so quickly. I assume you have spoken to your sister.”

We spent about thirty minutes planning the rooms and the interior of the house. The kitchen, the bathrooms, and even the fourth room, which would serve as my in house office for now. After that, we called a taxi and visited two furniture stores, going back and forth over prices before finally deciding which one to use. I paid an upfront deposit and gave them a copy of my house key, though I already planned to change the locks the moment we officially moved in. I wanted everything new. Beds, pots, rugs, curtains. Everything. Even if it was a bit expensive, I did not care. The only thing I won’t compromise on is bringing any furniture from Murkwood to Skyline City. The furniture, cleaning, and interior setup would take about a week. I also paid for fumigation. After that, the car the landlord arranged took us to Evercrest Academy. We were given a tour of the school, and it was exactly what I expected. Large, spotless buildings, well equipped classrooms with modern boards and proje

Jerry twisted his arm without warning. A loud pop rang, and Sarah’s husband screamed as his shoulder dislocated out of place. The pain hit him so hard his face turned a deep red, his body shaking as he clutched his arm, shouting curses and begging for help. But the neighbors who had been so loud just moments ago? Gone. Not a single one stepped forward. Jerry lifted his leg and shoved him to the ground like he was nothing. Rebecca tightened her grip on my arm, fear flashing across her face, but I squeezed her hand back, silently assuring her. When Jerry was done, he stepped back turning his head left and right in annoyance. Sarah’s husband struggled to his feet, his body trembling. He glared at me, his eyes filled with hatred. For a moment, it looked like he wanted to say something, maybe threaten me with the police. But the words died in his throat. His eyes flickered to Jerry and that was enough to send another shiver of fear down his spine. He could only limp away, mutt

Alexander Sterling’s eyes made it hard to breathe. For a second, it felt like the entire world went silent, like everything had been muted, and the only thing I could see… was him. The cold depth of his gaze locked onto mine, pulling me in. A wave of fear and anxiety hit me so suddenly that my legs buckled beneath me. I would have fallen straight to the ground if his hands had not shot out so quickly, gripping my waist and holding me up. Just like that night. I stared at him, my heart racing, watching as his blank expression slowly began to change the longer he looked at me. His frown deepened, and his grip tightened slightly, like he was trying hard to understand something. Behind him, Gerald struggled to stand, but Jerry had already reached him. He pinned him to the ground and started hitting him over and over again, his punches landing without mercy until Gerald’s face was so badly bruised that people nearby rushed in to pull him away. “Stop! That’s enough!” “Jerry!” Anna,

“We need to buy a car.”The next afternoon, I stood under the hot sun, frowning as I raised my hand to shield my eyes from the harsh light. Rebecca stood to my left, holding a notebook and pen, while Jerry stood to my right, towering over both of us.The three of us had left the house early that morning, leaving Mary and Anna to watch the kids while we came to Silvergate Trade Market to look for products.Silvergate Trade Market was the hub of the fashion industry in Skyline City. It was the kind of place that came alive before sunrise, with long rows of tightly packed shops and vendors already shouting prices before customers even stepped in. Trucks lined the roads, unloading bales of clothes wrapped in plastic, filling the air with dust, fabric, and the smell of street food from nearby stalls.A lot of successful businesses I knew in my past life had started here. Silvergate was known for hidden gems, pieces you could buy cheap and sell for a high profit if you had the right eye.Bu