Reborn To The Wife of a Billionaire with Disabilities

of Century City. The convoy moved in a tight, agg

g garage of the Aura Entertainment building. Tires

efore they could press the shutters, two massive bodyguards in black su

d out of the

. Flanked by four guards, she walked straight into t

ned to the ex

s door to Gwen's office. A thick cl

and printed screenshots littered the floor. In the corner, huddled on a leather sofa, sa

mouth to scream, but the sight of the four towering body

. The guards stepped back and pull

he wet bar, picked up a crystal glass, and poured hersel

d slammed a stack of glossy, hig

you doing?" Gwen his

er. She walked slowly to

ding in the shadows of a hotel stairwell, entangled with a t

t a short, de

ex finger hard against the glossy

I have a documented nickel allergy, and I've always found that specific design inc

g in to squint at th

distinct four-leaf shape was undeniably

y Hills Hotel has military-grade security on the VIP floors. Papar

ze swept across the room and locked o

oice echoing in the quiet office. "Someone sold my

tly. The tablet in her lap slip

ring at the assistant. "Mindy? Yo

rd the sofa. Her stilettos sank into the plush carpet, muffl

n front of Mindy, l

clock this afternoon?" Eileen asked. The

coffee," Mindy stammered, her eyes d

ringing her face leve

m of your skirt have a grease stain on it? The kind of grease you only g

wn to cover the edge of her ski

d forward, grabbing Mindy by the collar of h

started shaking her head frantically.

aight. She was done

vate her keycards. Cut off her company phone. Tomorrow m

s legs gave out. She collapsed back onto the sofa, her fac

lammed it down on the glass coffee tab

een said coldly. "G