Reborn To Ruin My Billionaire Ex-Husband

Chapter 6

Word Count: 751 | Released on: 27/05/2026

er, the scent of wealth and safety enveloping her. For the first time in what felt like a lif

traffic. Preston passed her a bottle of

," he explained, his gaze sharp an

ears of financial records on both Beaumont Holdings and the Kensington Group. Sh

He would smother her with concern, and she

told Preston, her voice firm. "A presid

black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided to a stop in the adjacent l

ed her head, a

art st

f the man in the bac

tocratic, a study in controlled power. It was his eyes that held her captive. They were

tor's p

rp, went through her, a memory from

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egend spoken with fear and awe. A ghost who could topple markets with a single phone ca

is expression, only a quiet, intense scrutiny, as if he were reading the very depths of her soul. For a fleeting moment, she saw a flicker of something

e was a viper; Damien was a dragon. She broke eye contact first, her hand instinctively hitting th

t the feeling of being watched lingered like a cold h

e, spoke in a low voice. "Sir, that was Seraphina Beau

tion the Bentley had gone, his long, elegant fingers t

ole asked, sensing his em

eptible curve touched Damien's lips, a hint of something dark and intriguing.

ured the presidential suite, a sprawling expanse of luxur

ust escaped one cage, Preston. I need

ck, unmarked business card before he left. "

ll comfort. The silence was a luxury, a balm to her frayed nerves. She crossed the ro

e saw was Damien Thorne's, his dangerous, knowing eyes burning

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“Seraphina was locked in a sterile psychiatric facility, treated as a compliant, living blood bag for her husband's mistress, Lila. But today, Lila walked in with a Cartier bracelet and a newspaper, revealing that Slade had orchestrated the complete ruin of Seraphina's family. Slade had used Seraphina's pillow talk to bankrupt her father's company. He tampered with her brother's brakes, framed her other brother for insider trading, and arranged the fatal car crash that killed her mother. Their entire marriage was a meticulously crafted lie to harvest her rare Rh-negative O-type blood to keep Lila and her unborn baby healthy. When Seraphina lunged at her in agonizing realization, Lila simply smiled and staged a fake attack. She watched helplessly as the nurses rushed in and injected her with a lethal sedative. As her heart monitor flatlined, she stared at the white ceiling, her soul consumed by regret and pure hatred. She had defied her loving family for a monster who slaughtered them all. She vowed to the darkness that if there was any justice, she would strip them of everything and make them beg for a death that would never come. Gasping for air, Seraphina opened her eyes. She was back ten years ago, sitting in a luxury hospital room, right as the nurse approached with a needle for Lila's very first blood donation. This time, she smashed the tray to the floor. "Under federal law, drawing my blood without explicit consent is assault." In this life, she would be the butcher.”