All Chapters of The Billionaire Heiress Revenge Comback : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alexander “This is the information you asked for.” Roman’s voice echoed in the expensive, spacious office. I looked up from the files on my table and adjusted the glasses on my face as I leaned back in my chair. My sleeves were rolled up as I took the piece of paper from his outstretched hand. My brow arched slightly and I turned to look at him. “Is that all? I thought you would bring me a whole document, considering how long you took.” Roman chuckled, leaning casually against the wall. “Boss, even this was hard to find,” he said, shaking his head. “I had to use your mother’s connections to get this much information on her.” His lips quirked in mild disbelief as he added, “It’s like someone’s working overtime to keep this woman’s background and history buried from the public.” “Who is she to you, that you didn't even wait till the next day to ask me to find out her background.” I ignored his question, my attention shifting to the paper in my hands. Her name stared back at me in

Aurora Was I planning on taking this too far? No. Do I feel bad? Not in the slightest. I’ll admit, going this far wasn’t part of the original plan. But after what I saw—after seeing what these people did to other women……something inside me snapped. A dark, dormant part of me, a demon I’d tried so hard to keep hidden, clawed its way to the surface. And every time I saw other women endure this kind of cruelty, it felt personal, like I was standing in their shoes. As if, somewhere in the recesses of my mind, I’d endured the same torment. A memory my subconscious was desperate to suppress. So no, I do not feel bad watching as everyone stared in disgust and shock at the two people before me. This was something they had coming—I was just the one who made it happen sooner. “Oh my God! I must be seeing things. Is that—” one woman whispered, her voice filled with disbelief and disgust. “Yes, it’s Jayden. The two siblings… they’re having sex!” “How disgusting. I never expected

Nathaniel “The surgery was a success,” I said gently, watching as the old woman’s eyes widened with relief. “He’ll recover well, but you’ll need to take care of him. Make sure he rests, follows the guidelines, and comes in for his check-ups.” For a moment, she didn’t say anything. Her lips trembled, her hands shaking as they clutched the edge of her shawl. Then tears spilled down her cheeks, and she stepped forward, her voice cracking. “Thank you, Doctor Nathaniel. Thank you so much! You’ve saved his life. I don’t… I don’t know how to repay you.” I shook my head, a small smile tugging at my lips. “No need to thank me,” I said softly. “It’s my duty to save lives. That’s all that matters.” She cried harder, and before I could stop her, she wrapped her arms around me, pulling me into a hug. For a second, I hesitated, unsure how to react, but I patted her back gently. When she finally let go, she stepped back, wiping her tears. I smiled, giving her a reassuring nod. “It's okay.

Aurora “Are you running away from me, wife?” I froze, my entire body tensing as his words sank in. Slowly, I turned, my breath catching as I met his gaze. He was closer than I expected—much closer. His dark eyes held mine, he had a bored look on his face that sent a shiver down my spine. The heat of his presence wrapped around me, making it impossible to focus on anything else. “What… what did you just call me?” I managed to say, though my voice sounded much weaker than I’d hoped. “Wife,” he repeated, the word rolling off his tongue like a promise. “I’m not—” “Not yet,” he cut me off, stepping closer. His cologne filled the space between us, and I felt my knees threaten to buckle. I opened my mouth to speak, to argue, to say anything, but the words wouldn’t come. All I could do was stand there, staring at the infuriating, dangerously handsome man in front of me. And the worst part? I didn’t know if I wanted to push him away—or pull him closer. My eyes flicked d

Aurora “I think we messed up… so badly.” I glanced at Felix, my six-year-old son, as we both stood side by side, staring at the painting in front of us. We had decided to paint today because Finn, Felix's twin brother, wanted to show me how well he could paint. It sounded innocent enough, and honestly, I thought it would be a fun way to spend the afternoon painting. We set everything up in the compound of the mansion—canvases, paints, brushes—and it turned into a full-blown family competition. Felix and I both decided to join Finn, each of us determined to out-paint the others. I mean, how hard could it be? I was older, wiser, and I liked to think I had some hidden artistic talent buried in me somewhere. No way could a six-year-old beat me. Or so I thought. I was so, so wrong. This wasn’t just some casual painting session. It had turned into a battlefield of creativity, and Finn… Finn wiped the floor with us. I stared at my own painting, it was a small, lopsided house that wa