My Rebirth: A Billionaire's Sweet Vow

miles, her whispered apologies, the way she played the victim in every scenario. It wasn' t a sudden revel

line had shifted. She was bolder, more confident, fueled by Chr

me. They thought I was the same Eliana, the on

were

oured my heart and soul into Hayden Innovations, growing its market share, developing groundbreaking tech that had earned accolades from industry gi

resence, his coldness a constant shadow in our meticulously decorated home. I had clung to the hope that my ac

plan to dismantle Hayden Innovations, to sell off the patents I had painstakingly developed, all for their personal gain

s El

stood at my office door, her face etched with a familiar mixture of concern and pity. "Y

ng so much sooner. In the previous iteration, she hadn't dared

ence a protective shield around my father's fragile peace. But her silence had also been complicity, a quiet a

ping the peace, often at my expense. "Just be the bigger person, Eliana," he'd plead

fortune outside the family business. He was sharp, perceptive, and fiercely loyal to my mother's memory. I remembered his

site. He' d often said, "Eliana, you're too good for that boy

unconventional, that could offer a way out, a path to recl

kless. I wasn't even sure he would

ked again, her voice softer

ll, knowing smile. "I'm perfectly f

al. Not for marriage, not yet. But for a

l. It was a revised version of the one I had originally prepared for Christian, outlining the merger between

Indus

other had deeply respected. He was a recluse, notoriously difficult to approach. But he had a

tents-especially the ones Christian and Genevieve coveted-and projected stunning growth potential under the right leadership. This was the

oposal, initially brimming with optimism for a future with Christian, lay discarded in my me

ied. The presentation was perfect. It highlighted the synergy, the market dominance we could achieve

ick power nap, then I would begin the painstaking p

refully on my desk, and left

the USB drive, containing the only copy of

od ran

Not

ender figure, cloaked in shadow, slipped in. My heart hammered against my ribs. The figure moved with practiced ease, directly to my desk. They picked up the USB drive. And

de my vision blur. Genevieve. Again. She had stolen it. Just like

of my office, a primal scream building in

of

s hands tangled in her hair, their mouths locked in a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss. They sprang apa

nting a trembling finger at Geneviev

ant, pushing me back. "What the hell

lease! Don't be mad! I... I just wanted to see what you were working on! I was just curious!"

t you dare humble yourself for her!" He glared at me. "What are you

voice cracking. "The one for R

at your amateur work? You truly are delusional. You're just jealous that Genevieve is finally getting some atte

her desk, a familiar file name glowing on t

it down with all my might onto Genevieve' s laptop screen. The glass shattered, spiderweb c

ound of horror this time. "My l

. "Oh, Genevieve, darling," I drawled, mimicking Christian' s condescending ton

k and something I couldn't quite decipher. "Eliana," he bega

and walked out, leaving them in

lk away from me!" Christia

er shattered laptop, whimpered,

indecision. That was all I neede

I heard him shout as I walked away