Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 29: A Sudden Attack

Charles heard Eric’s name and couldn’t help but frown.

"Ella, do you know Eric?" Charles asked, his gaze fixed on her, eyes filled with a complex emotion.

"Sort of," Ella replied with an awkward smile.

A hint of sadness flashed in Charles’ eyes. "He’s certainly an impressive man, but... he’s got too many scandals. I’m worried he won’t treat you well."

Ella felt a pang in her heart. She hadn’t expected Charles to still care for her so deeply in this lifetime.

"It’s fine, I believe... he will treat me well!" Ella said resolutely, despite the reluctance in her heart.

She couldn’t afford to give Charles any hope. Having decided not to be with him, Ella wanted to cut ties quickly, sparing him from any entanglement.

With Eric now in her life, Ella was uncertain about what the future held. She hoped Charles would step back and avoid any further complications.

Charles looked despondent for a moment but quickly composed himself. "Ella, let’s order."

"Hey, that’s unfair! I’m your real sister, and you’re letting Ella order first?" Chloe pouted, feigning annoyance.

Ella chuckled, "Alright, you order first then."

"Chloe, stop messing with me. Are you really jealous of Ella?" Charles teased, a bright smile on his face as he patted Chloe’s shoulder.

Chloe huffed and turned away, ignoring him.

Charles couldn’t help but gaze at Ella tenderly. He had noticed her a long time ago, often seeing her at Carter’s house. For some reason, Ella always had a special place in his heart.

Hearing her admit she had someone special filled Charles with conflicting emotions.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door, and someone walked in.

"Ella, it really is you. I saw you coming in with your friends and had to check if it was you," said a man in white, smiling as he entered, as if he owned the place.

Ella’s face twisted in disgust. "Brandon, what are you doing here? We’re not that close."

Brandon hesitated, expecting Ella to at least show him some respect in front of her friends. He didn’t expect her to be so outrightly dismissive, her face full of disdain.

"I... I just wanted to see you..." Brandon mumbled, his eyes downcast and filled with disappointment.

Charles gave Brandon a puzzled look. "Ella, who is he?"

"Yeah, Ella, he looks familiar," Chloe added, scrutinizing Brandon.

Brandon quickly lifted his head. "I’m Ella’s senior. I was going to tutor her sister, but when I saw her here, I thought I’d drop by."

Chloe glanced at Ella knowingly. "Oh, I see. You’re here to chase after Ella, aren’t you?" she said with a laugh.

Ella’s face grew colder, feeling that Brandon was like an annoying fly that she couldn’t get rid of. She had noticed him trailing her earlier at the zoo but chose to ignore him since he hadn’t approached.

"Brandon, I’ve told you before, I’m not interested in you. Please stop bothering me," Ella said harshly, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

Charles gave Ella a puzzled look. Brandon was incredibly handsome in his eyes, so why did Ella despise him so much?

Brandon silently watched Ella, his eyes filled with gentle longing.

Ella lowered her head, her long eyelashes fluttering.

"Since Ella doesn’t want you here, I’m afraid you’ll have to leave," Charles stood up and said politely to Brandon.

Brandon’s face turned grim. He looked at Ella and said, "Ella, I won’t give up. I fell for you at first sight and hope we can have a future together."

"Sorry, I disliked you at first sight. To me, you’re just like a fly," Ella replied leisurely without even looking up.

Humiliated, Brandon had no choice but to turn and leave.

"Wow, Ella! You actually snapped at a handsome guy! Weren’t you always the one swooning over them? Always dragging me to talk about who’s the hottest guy or the school heartthrob, wishing you could date them for just one day?" Chloe looked at Ella in disbelief.

Ella pursed her lips, "That was in the past. I’ve come to realize that looks aren’t everything. Character matters more." fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Charles looked at Ella, speechless. "Character? How do you know Brandon has poor character? Isn’t he your senior?"

Charles, having graduated from the same high school, knew Brandon was well-regarded among the juniors. He found Brandon familiar as well.

"Yes, he’s our senior, but I’ve already told you I have no interest in him. Someone who can’t take no for an answer can’t have good character," Ella huffed.

"Well, it’s just because he likes you that he’s persistent!" Chloe said playfully, winking. "Ella, your springtime is coming! Who knew such a handsome guy would fall for you!"

Ella rolled her eyes, not wanting to discuss Brandon any further.

The three of them enjoyed their meal happily. After dinner, they left the restaurant together.

Just as they stepped out, a crowd rushed towards them. The group consisted of people both young and old—some in their twenties, others around fifty!

Before Ella and her friends could react, several women began hurling eggs at Ella.

"Die, you shameless woman! You homewrecker! You’re young and already someone’s mistress... you have no shame! Die!"

"Yeah, such a whore doesn’t deserve to live. Die!"

Smack—

Eggs splattered all over Ella and her friends. Charles quickly pulled Ella behind him, shielding her as several eggs hit him too.

The air reeked of eggs. Ella wiped the egg from her face. "Are you crazy? I don’t know any of you! You’ve got the wrong person!"

But a sinking feeling told her this was no simple misunderstanding.

Chloe was furious as well, although she hadn’t been hit as badly as Ella. "What the hell is wrong with you people? Why are you attacking Ella? Get lost, or we’ll call the police!"

Chloe’s shout seemed to incite the other women who hadn’t thrown eggs yet, and they began their frenzied attack as well!

Several women rushed forward, attempting to beat Ella. Fortunately, Charles, tall and strong, held onto Ella tightly, shielding her from the assault.

"If you don’t leave, we’ll call the police!" Charles shouted angrily, his face red with fury, facing such a barbaric mob for the first time.

"Homewrecker, mistress, go to hell!"

"Yeah, you filthy whore, you don’t deserve to live!"

"Mistress, slut, we’ll beat you to death!"

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