Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 614: Holding Her

Aurora watched helplessly as the group walked past her, unable to make them notice her presence. Despair settled deep in her heart. Was this the end for her?

If Autumn was behind this, then she must have figured out a way to prevent the others from turning back to look for her.

Autumn might not have been famous, but she was smart. Aurora had trusted the wrong person for the first time—and now she regretted it deeply. But what could she do?

She listened as the footsteps faded into the distance.

Her tears turned cold. She silently stared at the small patch of moonlight filtering through the gaps between the dry branches covering her.

Then, suddenly, more footsteps sounded from behind her.

But they weren’t coming from the direction Everett and the others had left.

Had someone really come back to finish her off?

Aurora’s heart pounded wildly. Every nerve in her body tensed at the approaching sound.

The footsteps grew closer, until they were nearly upon her. Her nerves felt like they were about to snap.

A figure stopped in front of her. A beam of light fell on her bound feet. Through the dim glow, Aurora caught sight of a pair of leather shoes, dusted with mud.

The person reached out and suddenly yanked away the branches covering her.

Aurora let out a muffled scream behind the tape sealing her mouth. Her wide eyes locked onto the person crouching before her.

A strikingly handsome face came into focus—sharp features, cold and indifferent. His dark, ink-like eyes carried an unreadable intensity, and the slight arch of his brow added a touch of effortless charm to his otherwise severe expression.

He wore a black coat over a white sweater, which was speckled with dried leaves. He appeared out of nowhere—like some enigmatic figure stepping out of the night.

Aurora felt an overwhelming urge to cry.

But no tears came. She could only stare in stunned silence at Everett, the man she hadn’t seen in so long.

He... had come back for her?

"You really are an idiot. How does shooting an MV turn into this much of a disaster?" Everett muttered coldly. His eyes held a flicker of something unexplainable—almost like reluctant concern.

He pulled out a small knife and methodically cut through the ropes binding her.

Then, he peeled the tape from her lips. Aurora’s entire body trembled, her strength failing her as she sagged downward. Everett instinctively caught her, pulling her into his arms.

His embrace carried a faint, masculine scent—steady, warm. The moment her body collapsed against his, the dam inside her finally broke, and her tears spilled over like a waterfall.

"Thank you..."

It was the only thing she could say.

For once, she didn’t feel repulsed by him.

Only deep, overwhelming gratitude.

Just moments ago, she had been terrified—afraid she would actually die here.

If she died, her younger brother wouldn’t have anyone left. If she died... everything would be erased like dust in the wind.

The thought left her with an odd sense of regret.

"Put this on," Everett said, shrugging off his coat and draping it over her shoulders.

The deep winter night was freezing, especially in the mountains, where the temperature was even lower.

Aurora was too weak to resist. She let him dress her in the coat, then felt herself being lifted effortlessly into his arms.

Her nose stung with emotion.

Everett carried her through the woods for over ten minutes before he found a cave.

Aurora was beyond exhausted. Hunger gnawed at her insides, but Everett wasted no time. After setting her down, he pulled a bottle of water and several packets of food from his backpack—pre-packaged marinated chicken drumsticks, wings, and two bread rolls from NC Group’s subsidiary brands.

He placed everything in front of her without a word. His eyes, calm and deep like an undisturbed sea, held a quiet gentleness that was unexpectedly mesmerizing.

Aurora felt her face heat up slightly. She quickly averted her gaze, avoiding the dangerously handsome face in front of her.

Her hands trembled as she picked up the bottle of water, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t twist the cap open.

Everett snatched it from her grasp, effortlessly unscrewed the cap, and handed it back.

Aurora took it carefully, murmuring a quiet, "Thank you," before drinking several large gulps.

After quenching her thirst, she noticed that Everett had already opened one of the chicken drumstick packages.

Silently, she took it and took a bite.

The taste was beyond heavenly. At that moment, it felt like the best thing she had ever eaten in her life.

She took several more bites before suddenly realizing something. Looking up at Everett, she hesitated before asking,

"Aren’t you going to eat?"

Everett shot her a glance, lazily leaning against the cave wall. "I’m not hungry."

Not hungry?

Was he really not hungry, or had he brought too little food?

Aurora felt a twinge of guilt. She didn’t want Everett to sacrifice too much for her.

Everett saw right through her thoughts. "My backpack is full of food and drinks, so just eat without worry."

To reassure her, he deliberately unzipped the bag and opened it. Sure enough, it was packed with water bottles and food.

Aurora’s nose tingled, and her eyes turned red.

What kind of man was Everett?

He had come all the way here to find her, braving the cold and wilderness. Most wealthy heirs spent their nights in clubs or high-end lounges, throwing money around to win over women. They played games in the city, using status and wealth as weapons.

But Everett was different.

Aside from that first time he gave her a bank card, he had never tried to lure her with money again.

And now, he had even come all the way to Boshi to find her.

A sudden wave of complicated emotions crashed over Aurora, leaving her unsure of what to think.

She had been starving. In one go, she devoured five or six chicken drumsticks, two pieces of bread, and a full bottle of water. Strength returned to her body.

Pulling the coat tighter around her, she caught a faint trace of Everett’s scent.

She stole a glance at him. He was staring at his phone, checking something.

"Uh... how did you know I was there?"

Aurora asked cautiously. Then she added, "I’m not that cold anymore. You should take your coat back."

Now that she was full, warmth spread through her body. She started to shrug off the coat, but Everett shot her a glance and said flatly, "If you won’t wear it, throw it away."

What?

Aurora awkwardly pulled the coat back over her shoulders. "Can we go back now?"

"No."

His refusal was so blunt.

Aurora frowned and glanced at the freezing moonlight outside. The cave was significantly warmer. Besides, it was the middle of the night—probably not the best time to move.

She gave up on the idea.

Everett continued scrolling through his phone, but his ears were sharp, tuned in to every sound around them.

Aurora leaned against the cave wall, silent.

In truth, Everett hadn’t noticed anything strange at first. But as they were walking, Tobias suddenly whispered in his ear, suggesting that Aurora might be under that pile of branches.

Everett understood what Tobias meant.

He was giving him an opportunity.

After a brief hesitation, Everett turned back. Tobias had taken the rest of the men and continued the search elsewhere—purely for show.

Everett hadn’t expected Tobias to be right.

But then again, Tobias had always been perceptive.

He knew Everett still couldn’t let go of Aurora.

So, he had deliberately created this opportunity.

And Everett had seized it, bringing Aurora here.

If, even after all of this, she still felt nothing for him...

Then perhaps it was time to finally give up.