Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 692: Snatched Midway

Aurora stayed silent, and the reporters began to murmur with doubt. Brown stood up to defend her.

"Everyone, this is a misunderstanding—there’s absolutely nothing like that going on. Miss, you said you had photos. Would you mind showing them so everyone can take a look?"

The female reporter who asked the question went silent.

Aurora’s expression darkened. So—there were no photos?

Made sense. If there had been, someone would’ve posted them to a forum by now. People out there would love to see her dragged down—they’d jump at the chance to ruin her.

But someone had leaked the news that Everett was waiting outside her villa.

Most likely, it was one of the artists who lived there—someone who feared the company’s rules, didn’t dare take pictures, but still fed the information to a reporter hoping to stir trouble.

Jealousy was common in that place. Aurora had plenty of rivals. But she couldn’t quite pinpoint who did it.

"It’s just a misunderstanding. Aurora’s not the type of person who would let Everett wait like that—everyone’s just teasing," Amanda quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

Aurora gave a faint smile.

But deep down, she couldn’t deny it.

Everett had waited for her an entire day and night. And yes, she had rejected him—but not because she wanted to.

The press event wrapped up without further drama.

Backstage, Aurora sat on a chair, drained and hollow. freewebnσvel.cøm

She couldn’t summon any enthusiasm. The words that reporter had thrown at her still echoed in her mind, cutting like knives.

Eleanor walked over and spoke in a quiet voice.

"Aurora, that reporter clearly targeted you on purpose. If this really gets out... it could hurt your image."

Aurora looked up at her. The two of them were alone in the dressing room.

"So you think I should get back with Everett? And just ignore the danger he’s in?" Aurora shook her head.

"That path doesn’t work. I won’t be with him."

She wasn’t even checking Twitter anymore. She couldn’t bring herself to respond to Everett’s public statement.

Suddenly, Dominic burst through the door, flustered.

"This is bad! That reporter’s question from the press event—fans are already reposting it on Twitter. Everyone’s speculating about your relationship!"

Aurora stayed silent, not reacting.

"Also," Eleanor added, "I just got another call from Tobias. Everett’s fever has hit 104°F. Still refusing medicine or an IV."

Her voice was filled with worry.

Aurora pressed her lips together. That guy—when he gets emotional, he’s like a stubborn child.

She still didn’t move. No one could change her mind.

"Well, on the bright side..." Dominic tried to cheer things up.

"The MV teaser just dropped on the official site and it’s blowing up! The visuals are stunning—people are calling it beautiful and breathtaking. In just seven days, the single drops officially, and pre-orders have already passed ten million!"

Aurora’s face stayed calm, unaffected.

Ten million was an impressive number for any artist these days.

Piracy ran rampant now, and only half of fans were willing to pay for legal copies.

To reach ten million just in pre-orders—clearly, Everett was a huge draw.

"If you’re not feeling well, maybe go home and rest," Eleanor said gently.

"Once your head’s clear, you’ll need to shoot the next MV in a few days."

Aurora nodded.

"I’ll head back to rest."

She’d long stopped caring about the internet’s storms and noise. She just wanted a quiet life.

At this point, once her five-year contract ended, she likely wouldn’t keep singing at all.

She left the company through the VIP exit and quietly sat in the car, watching the gloomy sky. Her mood was just like it—dark, heavy, clouded.

The rain had stopped, but the cold still stabbed through the window like knives. Her face stung from the chill, as if the wind was peeling off a layer of skin.

When they reached a three-way intersection, the driver slammed the brakes.

Startled, Aurora looked up.

A sleek Maybach had pulled into the road ahead. Several men in black jumped out, pointing guns directly at their vehicle.

"Out of the car!"

The driver froze in terror, hands raised immediately.

Dominic screamed, staring in horror at the muzzle of a gun pointed right at the window.

Aurora, however, remained calm.

After everything she’d been through—the mysterious old man, the near-death experiences—nothing really scared her anymore.

"Out of the car, Miss Aurora. Get out now!"

Someone outside was kicking the car door.

"If you don’t get out, we’ll shoot everyone inside!"

Nerida, Aurora’s bodyguard, stood helplessly. There were four of them, all armed. He was unarmed—there was no way he could win in a fight.

Aurora quietly unbuckled her seatbelt.

"Aurora, don’t get out!"

"Yeah, Aurora, please don’t—"

Everyone stared at her in panic and sorrow. She gave a faint, tired smile.

"It’s okay. They’re here for me. If I don’t go, I’ll only get you all hurt."

Without another word, she pried Dominic’s hand off her arm and stepped out of the vehicle.

The men in black smirked. One of them pulled down his mask.

"We’re just borrowing Miss Aurora for a bit. We’ll return her soon. No need to call the cops."

Dominic’s eyes went wide.

Wait a second... wasn’t that Tobias?!

The bastard!

She was so shaken her soul nearly left her body. There was no way she was letting this slide.

"Tobias, you son of a—!"

She leapt out of the car, just in time to see Aurora being pushed into another vehicle. Dominic rushed forward, ready to swing, but Tobias dodged easily. Both Dominic and Nerida’s punches hit empty air.

Tobias climbed into the car with a grin.

"See you next time. Try to be gentler then, will you?"

As the car sped off, Dominic stood there fuming, unsure what to do next.

"Should we call the cops?"

"I’ll check with Eleanor first."

Dominic dialed Eleanor and quickly explained what had just happened.

To her surprise, Eleanor actually laughed.

"No need to report anything. Looks like Everett’s people got desperate and decided to bring Aurora to him by force."

Dominic blinked, then it clicked—Everett.

Her scowling face lit up in an instant.

"Oh my god! The hot guy just kidnapped the girl! If I were Aurora, I’d marry him on the spot..."

Eleanor was speechless.

What kind of logic is that?!

Aurora sat quietly in the back seat, completely calm. She didn’t struggle, didn’t resist—because in a situation like this, resistance was pointless.

They were dead set on bringing her to Everett, weren’t they?

Heh.

Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up in front of a villa outside the city.

"Our boss bought this place recently. Moved in the day he arrived. He’s had a fever since early morning, still refuses to take any meds. Miss Wilson, we’re sorry—we had no choice but to bring you here," Tobias said softly.

Aurora frowned slightly but said nothing as she followed him in.

The private villa was far better than any hotel—clean air, peaceful surroundings.

It was luxurious. Dew sparkled on the lawn like crystals. That’s when Aurora noticed—the sun had come out.

It had broken through the heavy cloud cover, and golden rays streamed down like threads of silk.

Aurora paused, staring at the light.

Her heart filled with a strange mix of sadness... and joy.

She was finally going to see him.

She had run and avoided him for so long—but now, she couldn’t outrun him anymore.

Maybe this was fate.

Five minutes later.

Tobias led Aurora into Everett’s room.

The man lying in bed had cheeks flushed bright red—like a lobster boiling from the inside.