Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 699: Furious Rage

Aurora sat up, her eyes falling on Everett’s sleeping face. She couldn’t help herself—her hand reached out, almost on instinct, wanting to touch him.

But she stopped halfway.

What was she even doing?

They hadn’t even really started dating, so why was she already feeling reluctant to leave him?

Aurora pulled her hand back. She stayed still and quiet for over ten minutes. Everett seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. Slowly, she reached out with the hand that wasn’t chained and carefully slid it under his pillow.

Even though she hadn’t seen exactly where he hid the key, she could guess. Back in college, she used to keep her own keys under her pillow too.

Everett’s pillow was big, but her hand was nimble—like a little fish slipping quietly beneath the surface.

After a moment of searching, she felt the key.

Her brows lifted slightly. Everett probably never thought she’d be bold enough to actually steal the key and leave.

Hopefully, he’d stop acting like a child after this.

Aurora pulled the key out and slowly climbed out of bed, quietly unlocking the shackle.

When she was done, she set the lock and chain gently on the floor.

She looked back at Everett, still fast asleep. There was a softness in her eyes, a flicker of tenderness she hadn’t expected. But then something crossed her mind. Her lashes trembled, and finally, she turned away, heart heavy.

She had made up her mind. No matter what, she couldn’t stay by his side—not when it put him in danger.

Sure, he might be willing to give up everything for her. But she couldn’t just sit there and accept that kind of love without fear.

That kind of love was too much. Too heavy. She didn’t need it.

Aurora quietly left the hospital room and opened the door—only to come face-to-face with Tobias and Will, who both looked stunned.

"Miss Wilson..." Will whispered. Tobias glanced past her and saw Everett still fast asleep, and suddenly felt torn.

"Let me go," Aurora said softly. "You don’t want me with him anyway, right? Being with me is a risk."

Her gaze dropped. Her voice carried a quiet sadness.

Tobias and Will exchanged a look, both caught in a bind.

Yeah... what were they supposed to do?

Let her go, and they risked Everett’s wrath. Keep her here, and she might bring Everett real danger.

"You decide," Will said quietly to Tobias.

Tobias was Everett’s right-hand man, his personal driver and bodyguard. He was trusted most. So Will left the decision to him.

Tobias curled his lip. "Oh great, thanks for handing me the grenade."

Will frowned. "If it were me—Alexander—I’d let Miss Wilson go."

The message was clear: Everett’s safety came first. Will was willing to take the heat, even risk suspension, if it meant protecting his boss.

"I agree," Tobias nodded. "Miss Wilson, go ahead. Just... don’t answer any more of the boss’s calls. Don’t reply to his messages."

He stepped aside. Aurora gave a soft nod. "Take good care of him... please."

With that, she turned and walked away.

Watching her slender figure fade down the hall, both men felt an unexpected pang of sympathy.

Will sighed. "Even though the boss keeps adding new guys to the team, that person... that killer... he’s still an agent from the Special Division. I don’t see this ending well."

"Same," Tobias muttered. "That kind of top-tier assassin? The hardest to deal with."

They fell into silence. Deep down, they both knew—when Everett woke up, all hell was going to break loose.

Sure enough, nearly two hours later, Everett stirred.

Instinctively, he reached out for Aurora—but his hand met cold, empty sheets.

His eyes flew open. He sat up fast, only to see the bed beside him completely empty.

The chain that was supposed to hold her in place? Unlocked.

Damn it!

His jaw clenched. He’d actually believed she’d stay willingly this time. But clearly, she still wanted out.

She waited for him to fall asleep... and ran.

Everett stood up, ice in his eyes, and stormed out of the room.

He’d just had a long, deep sleep, and Everett felt almost fully recovered. The discomfort was mostly gone.

But his eyes were burning with rage—cold, dark, and deadly, like a bloodthirsty predator.

"You two must have a death wish."

The door swung open. Everett stared down Tobias and Will, his voice cold as ice.

Will and Tobias bowed their heads. "Sir, it was Miss Wilson. She insisted on leaving."

"You’re telling me—two full-grown men—couldn’t stop one woman? What a joke. What are you, neutered now? Turned into little girls?"

Everett’s fury was palpable. A storm brewing on his face. Will and Tobias didn’t dare breathe too loud.

"Sir... it’s just—being with Miss Wilson is dangerous. We didn’t want things to spiral—"

"Shut up. Both of you are dismissed. Until I give the order, don’t let me see your faces again. Or you’re permanently out of X&L."

Everett barked the words, his voice cutting like a blade.

The two bodyguards hung their heads, retreating in silence. In their hearts, they couldn’t help but think: Aurora really was a walking disaster.

Everett dialed Aurora’s number, jaw tight—but all he got was a cold recording:

"Sorry, the number you have dialed is powered off."

Damn it.

Did she block him?

Everett’s temper snapped. He hurled his phone at the ground with a loud crash.

"Aurora, you’re unbelievable. You’re so damn good at this, aren’t you? Is this what it takes to get your attention? Is pain the only thing that works on you?"

His chest heaved, struggling under the weight of fury and pain. What else could he do now?

Drag her back by force? Chain her to his side and make her his by brute will?

He didn’t want to go that far.

A real man—a successful man—shouldn’t have to resort to that. And he didn’t want Aurora to hate him more than she already did.

Thinking back on everything... she had feelings for him. He could see it. She’d been moved. But the threats and danger made her back off.

She gave him up because she cared.

So now the question was—what move should he make next?

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When Aurora finally got home, it was almost 11 p.m. Dominic looked at her with wide, confused eyes. She said she wasn’t coming back—so what was she doing here?

"Aurora... didn’t you say you weren’t coming home?"

Aurora lowered her head, eyes clouded with layers of sadness. She didn’t speak. Just headed upstairs without a word.

Dominic and Eleanor exchanged a baffled look.

No matter how bad Aurora’s mood used to be, she never ignored them like this. Whatever happened must’ve hit her hard.

"Don’t follow her," Eleanor said softly. "Let her have some quiet time."

Dominic nodded and sighed, frustration written all over his face.

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That night, Mrs. Wilson was in a terrible mood too. Mr. Wilson casually mentioned that Aurora hadn’t been home for dinner in a while and thought maybe they should invite her over this Sunday.

Mrs. Wilson scoffed, face cold. "Why bother? The year’s almost over—she’s too ’busy’ anyway. I called her this afternoon and she blew me off."

Mr. Wilson frowned. "Yeah, that’s true. I heard she’s shooting a bunch of music videos lately. But still, not even enough time for one dinner?"

Madison snorted. "Daddy, she’s a big-time celebrity now. We’re just the poor relatives. She doesn’t have time for people like us."