บททั้งหมดของ Reborn Rich: My Fiancé and Step-Sister Killed Me Once.: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

ARDENI fumbled with my keys trying to unlock the door as fast as possible.My hands were shaking slightly from the adrenaline still running through my system. I finally got the door open and pulled Daisy inside.I told her to hand me her phone so I could examine the messages myself. And I could clearly see more messages that hadn't been read sitting ominously in the inbox.I scrolled through the messages."You need to reconsider your testimony.""What you saw isn't what you think you saw.""Mistakes can be corrected before they become problems.""Think about your future. And your mother's future."That last one made my heart stop.I looked up at Daisy. "Did you tell anyone else about this? Your mom? The police?"She shook her head frantically. "No! My mom has been working double shifts all week. And I can't tell her because if I do she'll pull me out of school immediately. She'll think it's too dangerous.""It is dangerous Daisy.""I know! But if she pulls me out she'll try to get m

ARDENThe SUV drove through the dark streets in complete silence.Daisy sat next to me staring out the window. I could see her reflection in the glass. Tears were still streaming down her face.We pulled up to my apartment building and the driver got out to open our door."Thank you," I said quietly.He nodded and got back in the car.We watched the SUV drive away and then I led Daisy upstairs to my apartment.The moment we were inside and I locked the door behind us Daisy turned to me."Why did you agree to that?" she asked. Her voice was shaking. "Why did you say yes?"I looked at her frightened confused face and made a decision."It's best if you don't know the full plan right now," I said."What?""Just do exactly what Mrs. Sinclair said. Change your statement. Tell the police you were confused. This is the best option you have.""But Arden—""Daisy." I grabbed her shoulders gently. "Trust me. This is the right move."She stared at me with those wide scared eyes.I didn't tell he

ARDEN My desk looked like a tornado had hit it. There were papers everywhere. Printouts of game character designs, marketing campaign examples from other companies and energy drink cans stacked in a corner. I had been living and breathing Epic Games for weeks now. It had been three weeks since I handed Sophia Lane that thread and watched her unravel everything. The families had tried to fly their daughters out of the country the moment the investigation started gaining traction. But the travel ban stopped them. Sophia had made the case public enough that running wasn't an option anymore. The trial wasn't perfect as Sawyer denied ever speaking to the girls. They got six months of community service. Light considering what they did. Their lawyers argued they didn't push Blair, they had just created a hostile environment. But at least their faces were plastered everywhere. Everyone knew what they had done. Daisy and her mother moved to Connecticut last week. New school. Full

ARDENI looked at him. "What? No. You can't do that.""You need proper rest. Not a loud shared room with a TV blasting game shows all day.""Jett I can't let you pay for—"He looked at me directly. "Arden. You collapsed from exhaustion. Your body is literally shutting down. You don't get to argue about this."Dr. Morrison nodded in agreement. "The recovery suite will be much better for your condition. I'll make the arrangements now."They both left before I could protest anymore.An hour later nurses came to move me to a different floor.The recovery suite was on the top floor of the hospital. The moment they wheeled me in I could see it was completely different from the regular room.It looked more like a hotel than a hospital.There was a real bed. Not a hospital bed. An actual comfortable looking bed with nice sheets. A couch by the window. A small kitchenette with a mini fridge. A big window that let in natural light, and a bathroom."Wow," I said.The nurse helping me settle in s

ARDEN"I'm fine.""You need to find someone amd settle down before I die. Or is this your way of torturing me?”Jett's eyes found mine across the room. "I'm working on it. And you and I both know that you’re too stubborn to give up the ghost.”"Working on it?, the older voice scoffed and then continued. You've been saying that for three years! I'm going to set up more blind dates!" "Don't you dare! You've tortured me enough.”The older man chuckled. "Then you'll do something for me. Attend Mr Gordon’s daughter wedding next month. He’s one of our investors. You'll represent the family."Jett looked amused. "I'll take awkward wedding guest over awkward dinner any day.""Good. And while you're there look for a nice girl from a good family. There will be plenty of suitable—"Jett pulled the phone away from his ear. "Grandfather you're breaking up. I think the signal is bad.""Don't you dare fake bad reception with me!""Can't hear you. Love you. Bye." Jett hung up quickly.He turned to