Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 667: First Date

Her heart felt like it had been dipped in honey—conflicted but sweet. She shared some of her feelings with Dominic.

But Dominic didn’t seem too moved.

"What’s past is past. And honestly... most women in this industry are like that, always trying to catch the attention of some rich heir. At the time, he really did think you were one of them, and you can’t exactly blame him for that. The circle’s got a bad rep. But come on... look at all he’s done for you. Isn’t letting go of the past the smart move?" freewebnoveℓ.com

Aurora sat there, staring blankly ahead.

"Stop overthinking it. If you want to be with him, then be with him already. He’s way better than that selfish, heartless Alexander."

Dominic’s words stirred something in her.

Sure, Alexander had been her classmate for nine years—but in the end, look how it all turned out.

His coldness had shattered her. There was no going back. Even if there was no "Everett," she still couldn’t be with Alexander anymore.

At lunch, Aurora and Dominic ate together in the hotel restaurant. Director Z, having heard what happened the night before, got all emotional and told Aurora to pray and cleanse her bad luck once she was back in Country S.

Everyone also knew Everett had saved her. While they didn’t know the details, they were all full of praise. Everett was a rare man—kind, dependable. A few colleagues even teased Aurora.

"Aurora, come on! You have to marry him. You two are a perfect match. He’s head over heels for you... and it’s not like you hate him, right?"

Hate him?

Aurora paused.

How could she?

All the resentment and bitterness had slowly been replaced by gratitude—and something warm and soft. She realized she truly liked him.

Over the next few days, Aurora worked on the MV with Alaric. The weather was freezing, but after each shoot, Dominic always had warmers ready for her hands.

Alaric, being new, lacked experience, and Aurora often had to guide him.

Every time Everett came to "check in," his expression darkened to the point of terrifying.

Dominic and the others couldn’t help but snicker behind his back, saying Everett was a jealous guy through and through. They joked that Aurora better watch out or he’d soon ban her from being around any other men.

Strangely, though, Everett didn’t spend much alone time with her those days.

He wanted to give her space—and time. Time to really understand her own heart. But he was always there, quietly watching her, like a constant flame—one that never failed to warm her from within.

A week later, after wrapping up the final shoot, the director was satisfied and confirmed they’d fly out of Country Y the next afternoon.

That night, Director Z treated everyone to dinner, but Aurora had been invited to the X&L Group headquarters instead.

Everett was waiting for her there. Dinner was already prepared. Since she’d eaten a little earlier, she wasn’t all that hungry.

Still, Everett was visibly happy she came.

His entire demeanor softened—eyebrows relaxed, eyes warm. Aurora sat a little stiffly across from him, still feeling a little out of place.

Part of the reason she came was to thank him for saving her. But part of it... was to say goodbye.

"Is your wound okay now?" Aurora asked, trying to break the silence. She really did want to know how he was holding up.

"Still breathing," Everett replied calmly.

The past few days had brought chaos behind the scenes. Cassian had been arrested on bribery and corruption charges, shaking the company. Everett had to purge Cassian’s people from the group. He’d barely had time to sleep.

Aurora pressed her lips together. The table was set with candles and red wine. Her cheeks flushed. This was a textbook romantic dinner.

Everett didn’t say much. He quietly cut his steak, his profile glowing gently in the candlelight. There was no longer a trace of the cold and distant man she once knew.

"You’re heading back tomorrow," he said. "Once I wrap things up with the company, I’ll come to Country S."

He said it casually, like it was no big deal.

Aurora bit her lip. Why did she feel so on edge? Was it because she was finally facing her own heart—but still not ready to take the plunge?

Just then, there was a knock at the door. A staff member pushed in a cart, laying out several Chinese dishes on the table.

Then came a sultry, overly sweet voice.

"Everett, your father said after dinner, you should stop by the house."

Aurora’s heart skipped.

She looked up—and saw Gianna’s overly seductive face. Disgust churned in her stomach. The way that woman was looking at Everett... it was way too much.

Who the hell looks at their stepson like that?

Everett’s expression turned ice-cold in an instant as he shot a sharp look at Gianna.

Gianna felt as if a gust of frigid wind, laced with snow and sleet, had slammed right into her face—freezing her to the core.

Her once-burning confidence shriveled under that look.

Everett’s eyes were full of disgust, but he kept his composure in front of Aurora—he didn’t want to cause a scene.

"Ms. Langston, since when did you start working as a restaurant server?" Everett sneered, his voice laced with mockery as his cold gaze locked onto Gianna. "You’re practically halfway in the grave. Try not to ruin what’s left of your reputation."

Aurora nearly choked—damn, Everett could be savage when he wanted to.

Gianna’s face turned an ugly shade of red.

She’d always prided herself on her irresistible charm, convinced no man could resist her.

Just yesterday, she’d finally divorced Mr. Langston. She assumed Everett’s previous coldness toward her was because of that relationship.

Now that she was single again, every flirtatious bone in her body was on high alert. She was ready to put her "irresistible" charm on full display.

After overhearing from a cleaner at the company that Everett was dining at the office tonight, she disguised herself as a server and brought his food up personally.

Even in a uniform, Gianna’s figure was impossible to miss.

She thought she looked stunning. After all, on her way up with the cart, a few men had already tried to flirt with her.

Over the years, any man she set her sights on had always ended up in her grasp. But Everett? His gaze was still filled with the same unshakeable disgust.

Unacceptable. She refused to accept this!

It had to be that little tramp whispering sweet nothings in Everett’s ear. Or maybe she was just too good in bed—so good that Everett was completely hooked.

"I... I’m no longer married to your father. You can just call me Allison now. I thought you might ignore his calls, so I came to deliver the message myself..."

"Allison?" Everett raised an eyebrow mockingly.

"Spare me the nausea. Leave—now."

Aurora tried to keep a straight face.

Gianna was pushing forty, and she still had the audacity to ask Everett to call her by her first name?

Let’s be real—she was a grown woman trying to flirt with a guy who was clearly way younger. Everett was still prime. Fresh.

Gianna’s expression was a mess. It was painfully clear now—Everett was completely taken with Aurora. He’d never look at her again.

"Fine. I’ve passed on the message. I’m leaving. Just... make sure you show up to see your father."

With that, she wheeled the cart out, utterly defeated.

Aurora stared at the closed door, unsure how to even begin processing what just happened.

"See?" Everett said calmly. "There are plenty of shameless, manipulative women out there, doing whatever they can to get close to me. So... it’s only natural I mistook you for one of them at first. Before you, not a single woman got close to me without wanting something else. Granted... I haven’t known that many women to begin with."

He said it matter-of-factly.