All Chapters of The Billionaire Heiress Revenge Comback : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

12| Aurora Six years later “Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We’ll be beginning our descent shortly. Please fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing.” The pilot’s voice crackled through the speakers, pulling me out of my concentration. I blinked, my fingers pausing over the medical analysis displayed on my tablet. With a sigh, I pulled my earbuds out, letting the world filter back in around me, and stretched my neck from side to side to ease the stiffness that had settled there during the long flight. It had been a grueling fourteen hours in the air, most of which I’d spent poring over patient files, analysis reports, and clinical research data. I looked out the window, the clouds thinning to reveal the city below. How many years had it been? Six years? Yes, it had been six years since I left the country. I could still remember when I first brought it up and how everyone reacted. My mother was obviously against it, and so was Noah. They were so cli

Aurora “Is something wrong, Mr. Lawson?” I asked, my tone deliberately casual, though I could see the fear taking root in his eyes. “I thought I was going to get banned.” I could practically hear the rapid beating of his heart as he stared at me, wishing he could dig a hole and crawl inside it. But I looked at him with a cold, indifferent expression. Oh, he’d wish that hole was more than six feet under. “What? Cat got your tongue? I thought you could destroy my life with just a single phone call?” I grinned, eyes turning colder. “Or, maybe I should do the honors of destroying yours.” He swallowed hard, his hands suddenly trembling. “I-I… I didn’t realize…” His voice was barely a whisper now, stripped of its previous arrogance. “I thought you were… I mean, I didn’t expect…” He trailed off, unable to complete his sentence. Everyone was fully invested in the scene now, forgetting they had flights to catch. Even the men trailing behind him looked surprised—they must have never seen

The room seemed to grow colder, the weight of his words settling like a stone in my chest. I didn’t move, didn’t react, I was too stunned to speak. The whole world seemed to blur around me. What? I must have heard wrong. He's dying? Dying? What kind of stupid statement was that? Was this another attempt of his to set me up with another woman? If this was a joke, I swear to God, no one would be laughing after this. “Say that again.” I growled, my tone sharper than I intended. “I’m not in the mood for jokes.” “Damien,” he began, taking a deep breath, his gaze shifting to the family portrait on the wall—the one taken years ago, before the accident that changed our lives. When he looked back at me, his eyes were tired, almost haunted. “I'm not joking. I'm sick. I don't have much time left. And I can't leave this world knowing you have nobody by your side. This is my last wish, and I hope you can grant me before my death.” I frowned, something unsettling stirring at the back of my

Aurora I hopped out of my car with an apple wedged between my teeth, practically sprinting towards the front doors of the hospital. My mother had been relentless this morning, shoving breakfast plates at me with that classic guilt-inducing “you need to eat more” look. I had to tell her to wake the boys up and feed them instead. I barely managed to escape after grabbing the apple, feeling her gaze burning into my back as I fled. Sorry boys. I had to use you both in order to escape. But, it was worth it. The massive hospital loomed before me, all sleek glass and steel, and I tried to make myself look halfway composed as I approached. I was supposed to start work last week—the day after I arrived. But my mother was so adamant about me resting with the boys that I had to stay home for a few more days, which I really didn't like. “Hello, do you know where my office is?” Still chewing on the apple, I nodded a quick greeting to the receptionist. She looked at me excitedly, as if she

Damien “Better find a wife, Damien. I need a daughter-in-law within the month. I don’t care how you do it. I want a grandchild to brag about to my friends.” My grandfather’s words echoed relentlessly in my mind, even as I tried to push them away. I sighed, running a hand through my hair. What a difficult old man. He was acting as if a wife and child could be procured with a snap of my fingers. My plan had been straightforward: strike a deal with Ezra so his sister would be the one to operate on my grandfather. I trusted few people, and even fewer doctors, but she had a reputation that rivaled anyone in the industry. The best of the best. It was supposed to be a negotiation. I would ensure everything went smoothly, control every aspect. But as it turned out, she had already volunteered to handle the surgery before I could even approach Ezra. I leaned back against the wall of the elevator, my hands resting casually in my pockets, barely listening to Jason as he rattled off deta