Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 743 - 55

Forty million! She had blown all of it in the stock market. Every time she thought about it, she wanted to slam her head against a wall.

Mr. Wilson shot her a glare. "As her elder, aren’t you supposed to set an example? You’re Mrs. Wilson, not some petty gossip from the street. Can’t you say one constructive thing?"

Mrs. Wilson fell silent.

Madison let out a disdainful snort but didn’t dare talk back to her father.

Kimi frowned. He didn’t understand grown-up problems. Why did Mommy and his sister hate Aurora so much? Aurora was always kind to him—she never came over empty-handed.

She brought gifts for him, for Mommy, and for Madison. So why did they act like she didn’t belong?

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After dinner, Madison went back to her room and immediately called Abigail.

On the other end, Abigail was in a foul mood—and made no effort to hide it.

"What do you want? I’m pissed off, okay? Make it quick!"

Madison giggled. "Wow, sis, who lit your fuse? Did that little skank drop another scandal?"

"Of course she did! The whole internet saw Everett confess to her on Twitter, and she didn’t even respond. Didn’t respond! I’m going insane! Why does Everett like her? Why her of all people?!"

Abigail was losing it, her voice shrill with jealousy. Madison rolled her eyes.

"What are you freaking out about? Didn’t I tell you to go seduce Everett? Did you even try?"

Abigail paused, stunned. "Oh my god. That’s actually a great idea—I can’t believe I didn’t think of that!"

"Well, you better get moving. If they really end up sleeping together, you’re screwed. Some men really get attached."

"Hmph, he probably already has. They’re clearly in the honeymoon phase. That’s why he made that statement."

Abigail said bitterly.

"So when are you going to make your move? I heard Mr. Wilson bought a villa out in the suburbs... but I don’t know where exactly."

Abigail let out a seductive chuckle. "That’s easy. I’ll just pay a paparazzo to tail him."

"Perfect. Good luck, sis. Steal Everett and make that bitch cry her eyes out."

Madison was practically radiating hate.

She was just jealous. Aurora was prettier. Her voice was better. And their dad clearly favored Aurora.

She was his biological daughter, damn it! But all her life, her dad kept praising how smart and sweet Aurora was—always telling her to "learn from your cousin."

And now Aurora was a top-tier star, while Madison had barely scraped together two years in the industry.

Most actresses had to grind for years before they even got a single lead role. But Aurora? She was backed by LXL and even had Everett wrapped around her finger.

Madison could hardly stand it.

"Heh, thanks for the reminder. I’ll make it happen," Abigail said with a cold smile before hanging up.

Yeah, she’d been so consumed by the gossip online that she totally overlooked this angle. She wasn’t that much worse looking than Aurora anyway—and her body? Way better.

Madison pulled up Aurora’s Twitter, deliberately checking her latest post.

It was from a few days ago, taken in Y City, Y Country. A photo of snow.

"It’s snowing. So beautiful."

One tweet—over ten million likes from fans.

Hundreds of thousands of comments followed. Madison felt her blood pressure rising just reading them. Most were begging Aurora to say yes to Everett’s public confession, and that made Madison want to scream.

So, she did what a hater does best: she logged into a burner account and fired off a nasty reply under Aurora’s tweet.

"What a fake little white lotus. First she seduces him, reels him in, then suddenly plays innocent? This whole ’push-pull, play-hard-to-get’ act—classic manipulative trash. Skank!"

Madison posted the comment... and was instantly buried in backlash from fans. The hate rolled in nonstop.

But instead of backing off, she doubled down—getting angrier and nastier with each reply. She raged for so long that her eyes were practically glued open from exhaustion.

Only then did she realize she had wasted her entire evening flaming Aurora on Twitter... and hadn’t done any of her assigned work.

"Aurora, you damn bitch! I hope you die!" she growled at the screen.

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Morning came. The sky blushed with a soft wash of dawn, like someone had painted it with watercolor.

Sunlight crept gently into Aurora’s clean, quiet bedroom.

She lay in bed, drained—completely exhausted.

She hadn’t slept a wink all night. Everett had called her nonstop from different numbers until she finally powered off her phone.

He must be suffering too... right?

She was probably the first woman he’d ever truly fallen for—and yet this was how she had to treat him.

"I’m sorry... Everett. This is my fault... I shouldn’t have let it go this far..."

Aurora buried her face in the blanket, breathing in air that no longer smelled like him. It felt dull. Empty. Lonely.

In just a couple days, filming for her new MV would start again. She had to pull herself together.

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Downstairs at breakfast, Dominic quietly leaned over. "Aurora... Everett told me to tell you... he’s coming to see you today."

Aurora’s face darkened instantly. "I’m not seeing him."

Eleanor pursed her lips. "Aurora, he made his choice. He’s not asking for anything back. Why shut him out like this?"

Aurora picked up her mug and took a sip of hot milk. "Eleanor... I just don’t want him in constant danger because of me. If something happened to him... if he died... I’d carry that guilt for the rest of my life."

Eleanor frowned. If it were her, she might feel the same way.

"Alright," she said softly. "It’s your call. Just... don’t regret it later."

Aurora nodded faintly—just as her phone started to ring. The caller ID said Alexander.

A wave of guilt hit her. She had moved on way too fast. But then again... who could predict anything in this world?

She answered the call—and was met with Kennedy’s tearful, trembling voice.