My Reborn Story Is Insane (Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew)

Back to My Worst Birthday and Starting Anew Chapter 381 A Learning Experience.

The sound of car engines revving grew fainter as the car sped away from the yard.

Finished It was clear that Freya was desperate to avoid being taken to the police station by Emyr and had hastily fled the scene.

Everyone turned to look at Emyr, but he remained silent, his expression unreadable. After a moment, he walked away.

Meanwhile, Charmaine, curled up on the large sofa, remained unnoticed.

She was still in a daze, struggling to process everything that had just happened.

The words Emyr had spoken without hesitation echoed in her mind, and Freya's curse haunted her thoughts.

It felt as though the tangled mess in her head was slowly starting to untangle. Could it be that Freya had gone to such lengths to target her because she had discovered her true identity as Robin? Charmaine pursed her lip, her face a mixture of confusion and realization.

Normally, Emyr was punctual with his routine, always going to bed by 10 PM, without fail.

But tonight, Charmaine deliberately stalled and only slowly made her way to the bedroom just before 11 PM.

The room was pitch dark. He should be asleep by now, right? Charmaine quietly closed the door, thinking about heading to the bathroom to wash up.

But just as she took a few steps, all the lights in the room suddenly flickered on.

The man she had thought was asleep was now sitting in a wheelchair, waiting for her right by the door.

He continued to wear the sclothes from the afternoon, not bothering to change them until his wet ones had dried.

In fact, he had been angry earlier because it reminded him of past unpleasant experiences. His reaction wasn't unexpected; she had overreacted in her bad mood, exaggerating a minor issue.

She didn't even know why she was upset with him. But now, seeing him waiting for her, Charmaine couldn't shake the strange feeling stirring inside her.

Her lips parted slightly, and she spoke softly, "I ... " "I'm sorry," those words left his lips even faster than hers.

Charmaine was bewildered; momentarily unsure of how to respond.

Wasn't it supposed to be her apologizing? How had it ended up being him? 1/2 Chapter 381 A Learning Experience Emyr pushed himself forward in the wheelchair, coming to a stop right in front of her.

54% Finished He looked up at her, his gaze locked onto her confused expression. Taking a deep breath, he began speaking again, his words deliberate but stiff. "I didn't know you liked those cats so much. I was just upset because you didn't take care of yourself in the rain. At that time-it was freezing, and you were soaked to the bone, your hands icy cold. Meanwhile, those cats barely had a drop of water on them. Of course, I got angry. But it wasn't that I disliked them or that I disdained them." It was clear that Emyr wasn't the best at apologizing or explaining himself. His words were stiff, his expression tense. He furrowed his brow, each word coming out as though he was trying hard to find the right way to phrase it.

Finally, he reached out slowly and took her hand. It was tentative, like he was seeking reconciliation. "If I cdown too hard, I'm sorry. Please, don't stay mad at me, okay?" As he spoke, he gently held her fingers.

The coolness of her hand made him frown again, but he pulled both her hands into his large, dry hands.

The warmth spread through her hands and something inside her heart.

She said softly, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gotten angry at you. I wasn't in the best mood at the time. The rain was so heavy, and you ran all that way to find me. I condemned you over one careless remark, and that was unfair to you." Surprised by her apology, Emyr looked at her, his tensed face softening a little.

"You're not angry anymore?" he asked Charmaine pouted slightly. "Actually, I was going to apologize before you did, but you beatto it." Emyr's face hardened in mild frustration as if he regretted his action. "Kane toldto hurry up and apologize or you'd be even angrier. That guy really knows how to mess with people." At that, Charmaine couldn't help but chuckle. No wonder he'd been so awkward and trying so hard-Kane had been the one pushing him.

He was really worried about his buddy.

Charmaine didn't realize that during the tshe and Emyr had been at odds, the entire household had been concerned about the duo.

When Emyr was in a bad mood, it used to be a huge deal at the manor.

Now, when Charmaine was the one upset, the manor went into emergency mode.

She pulled a long face and playfully chided, "So, does that mean you're regretting apologizing to me?" Emyr playfully flicked her forehead, his voice quiet as he replied, "Eh, no big deal. Just consider it a learning experience." 322 Chapter 862 Andrew chuckled, finding her words utterly lame. "You always say that, but you don't even know when 'someday' will be, do you?" Aspen froze, her face flushing red. Of course, she refused to admit defeat out loud, but deep down, she was suffocating with the realization that there might never be someday'. Even if there was, she could not see a single shred of hope that she would ever turn the tables on Andrew.

Right now, his power was so overwhelming that it seemed impossible for her to reach the slevel. Moreover, it was not just his insane combat skills-it was the way he toyed with people, the way he always had control, that truly made her shudder.

Andrew's smile faded, and his tone turned serious. "You're familiar with Blumedale, right?" Aspen was caught off guard but reluctantly answered, "Bridgefields is right next to Blumedale. I basically grew up there, so yeah, I know it well." Andrew nodded. “Good. Pack up-you're heading there soon." Aspen's eyes widened. "You're sendingto Blumedale? For what?"

Andrew pulled a sleek black card from his pocket and handed it to her. "There's ten billion on this card. M want you to go to Blumedale, register a company under my name, and scale it up as fast as possible. Also, keep an eye on the Driscoll and Golding families for me." Aspen stared at the black card, her face full of disbelief. "Ten billion dollars? Andrew, you actually have that much money?" Ten billion dollars was enough to buy out her entire family's estate in Bridgefields. Besides, no matter where in the world, ten billion was a staggering amount of money.

She could not wrap her head around how Andrew had that much wealth. Even if he was close with Jayrodale's richest man, Marvin, there was no way he could casually pull out that kind of cash.

Everyone knew that cash was king, and for him to carry around ten billion like pocket change was unimaginable. Even if his father was the wealthiest man alive, that level of extravagance was unheard of.

Meanwhile, Natasha let out a quiet sigh as she realized that Andrew was already making moves in Blumedale for Lauren.

However, Blumedale was crawling with powerful players. Just the Driscoll and Golding families alone were like immovable mountains-he was not going to have an easy tthere.

Andrew handed Aspen the card and said flatly, "Don't look so shocked. Do you have any idea how embarrassing you look right now?" Aspen's face burned with a mix of anger and humiliation, but she had no choice but to stand there and take the scolding.

After all, Andrew's wealth and power hit her in waves, each one slamming against her, making her question her past self. Seriously, what had made her think she could ever challenge this devil? Aspen finally said, "Fine. I'll go to Blumédale and build your empire." "But..." She twirled the black card between her fingers, a sly smile appearing on her lips. "Aren't you afraid I'll just take the money and disappear? Leave you high and dry?" Andrew shrugged, unfazed. "Go ahead. Run off with my ten billion if you want. Worst case, I'll just pay your 1/2 +25 8040/8 Chapter 862 dearest family in Bridgefields a visit and take back both my money and you.

"I could wipe out your entire family and sell every last one of you to om shellhole where they Carve out kidneys and force people into prostitution. Either way, my ten billion will find its way back to me.

"Besides, the Stevens family has been around for, what, a hundred years? I could just dig up your m ancestors' graves, auction off the heirlooms, and sell your family's burial grounds for real estate. That alone would makea fortune. So, really, I have nothing to worry about. Isn't that right?" 2/2 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1