Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 652: Be My Woman

After all, he did save her. If she didn’t at least say a word of thanks, wouldn’t that be a bit much?

Aurora hesitated for a while before finally turning to Dominic. "Dominic, come with me."

Director Z and the crew were busy filming Selene and Brown, while Everett sat off to the side, looking at something on his phone.

Dominic gave a sly little smile. "Aurora, are you worried he’s still not feeling well?"

Aurora gave her a sideways glance. "He saved my life. I’m just going to thank him."

Dominic pouted, thinking to herself: you’re only doing this because you care about him.

Aurora and Dominic walked over to Everett. His eyes lifted from his phone and landed right on Aurora’s face.

"You... feeling better now?" she asked quietly.

Everett raised an eyebrow. "More or less."

Though he said that, his complexion didn’t look great—still pale and slightly off.

"As long as you’re okay. Anyway... thank you for saving me."

Aurora lowered her gaze, hands clasped in front of her, unsure what else to say.

"Mm."

Everett’s response was cool and unreadable—no hint of his intentions showing.

"Wait for me after we wrap. I want to talk to you."

Everett looked up suddenly, his voice calm.

Aurora was a little surprised but nodded, assuming he just had something to discuss.

By the time the last two scenes wrapped, it was already 11:30 a.m.

Director Z announced they’d all be heading back to the hotel for lunch—and everyone could order whatever they liked.

Aurora grabbed her little purse and was just about to get into the company’s car when Everett’s car suddenly pulled up. The window rolled down.

"Get in. I need to talk to you," Everett said, expression blank as ever.

Aurora bit her lip, glancing at Director Z in the distance, then over at Dominic.

"Dominic, wait here," she said after a brief pause and reluctantly got into Everett’s car.

She hadn’t wanted to, but in front of the director, she felt like she had to give Everett some face—especially since he had saved her more than once now.

The car interior was quiet, warm, and comfortable.

Aurora pulled her coat tighter around herself and noticed that everyone else was getting into their cars. Dominic stood to the side, still waiting.

"Dominic, hop in. I’ll drop you off at the hotel," Everett said unexpectedly.

Dominic was shocked but delighted. "Thank you, Everett! Getting a ride from a handsome guy—what a dream!"

Aurora rolled her eyes and turned to stare out the window. Dominic was being ridiculous again.

Everett said nothing as he drove smoothly.

About ten minutes later, they reached the hotel where Aurora and Dominic were staying. Dominic got out, but just as Aurora was about to follow, Everett reached out and stopped her.

Startled, she turned to him. "What are you doing?" freeweɓnøvel.com

"Come to my place for dinner."

As he spoke, he hit the gas and drove off, leaving a stunned Dominic behind.

Dominic hadn’t heard anything about Aurora going to dinner with Everett. She hadn’t mentioned it once. And now the car was driving away...

Uh... What was she supposed to do as an assistant now? Call the police? No, that didn’t seem right.

Dominic was nearly in tears. She quickly called Director Z. "Aurora left in Everett’s car—it just drove off. I need to call him to confirm."

Director Z sounded helpless. "I don’t even have Everett’s number. He’s a big deal—his people are the ones who usually contact us."

Dominic almost spat blood.

Still, thinking back on how "well-behaved" Everett had been lately, she figured he probably wouldn’t do anything to Aurora.

Meanwhile—

Aurora was fuming in the passenger seat. "Hey, Everett, what is this?! Let me out. I’m not going to your house!"

What a joke!

She wasn’t his girlfriend—why would she go to his place? Wasn’t that basically meeting the parents?

Everett remained calm, ignoring her shouting and ranting. He didn’t even slow the car down.

Aurora, frustrated, kicked the car door hard a few times, the loud thuds echoing in the cabin.

"Everett! Pull over right now! If you don’t... I swear I’ll never forgive you!"

She glared at him, furious and panicked. This wasn’t okay.

She couldn’t just show up at his house like this.

She wasn’t his girlfriend—what was even the point? Besides... deep down, she still wasn’t ready for something like this. It was too fast. She didn’t want to be with this man.

Suddenly, the car screeched to a stop, startling Aurora.

They had driven beyond Y City. Was his place really that far?

"That country-style villa up ahead—that’s my father’s house. But I don’t live there. He asked me to come for dinner tonight, and I want you to come with me."

Everett looked at the charming villa, then turned to her.

"Aurora, be my woman."

Wait, what?!

Aurora’s face turned beet red.

He said it so bluntly! Didn’t he care how she felt at all?

"No way! Everett, I’m not getting involved with you!" she said, her breath short with anger. "Let me out. Or take me back to the hotel!"

"Let me out. I’m not familiar with this place, and it’s hard to even get a cab around here."

But she really didn’t want to rush into becoming his woman—just going back to his place for dinner? No way.

She couldn’t do it.

"Don’t you like me? Why are you hiding it? Aurora, be honest with yourself. Be with me. I’m not going to force you—I’ll respect you."

Everett was getting a little irritated. He reached into his pocket, tempted to smoke, but gave it up because Aurora was there.

Aurora took a deep breath. "If you really respect me... then take me back to my hotel. Now."

Everett frowned. He had already made a lot of sacrifices—adjusting his schedule, compromising his time—just to accommodate her. He hoped that through spending time together, she’d see the real him and understand how he felt.

But after all this time... she still didn’t like him?

Was love really this unpredictable?

Aurora tugged at her seatbelt. "Say something. Are you letting me out or taking me back? Because I’m not going home with you."

"You really don’t like me?"

"No," Aurora said firmly, her eyes colder now. "Why would I fall for someone who forced himself on me? What a joke."

"That was a misunderstanding." Everett’s face clouded over, but his eyes softened. "I’m sorry. Back then... I didn’t understand emotions. I didn’t understand you. I thought you were like the others—"

"Save it! I’m not going to your house for dinner, Everett. Use your brain, will you? I was never your girlfriend. So... please respect me!"

Aurora was fuming. She honestly thought Everett was being an idiot.

They weren’t even together, and he wanted to take her home to eat?

Everett quietly unbuckled his seatbelt.

Aurora flinched, fear flashing in her wide eyes. "W-what are you doing?"

Everett leaned over. His pale face reminded her of that moment—him lying there, covered in blood. Her heart clenched tight. That memory—it gave her a weird feeling.

Fear. That scene... it really happened...