Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 706 - 34

"I’m sorry," Tobias cut her off coldly.

"I don’t know you. The young master knows you. I... I have to go now."

Before she could say anything else, Tobias hung up.

When Aurora tried to call back, his phone had already been turned off.

Her heart sank even deeper.

Tobias was lying.

It was obvious in the way he spoke—unnatural and stiff.

Saying Everett was just "busy"?

That was just an excuse to deceive her.

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"What happened? Did you get through?" Dominic asked, worried, seeing Aurora staring at her phone in a daze.

Aurora shook her head.

"No. His assistant Tobias won’t tell me the truth. And now he’s shut off his phone to avoid me. Something big must’ve happened—and they’re trying to keep it quiet."

Aurora’s expression darkened with worry.

"Let’s go to the Hewlis Hotel. I heard it’s owned by the Langston family."

"Okay... though it’s pretty expensive..." Dominic mumbled under his breath.

Aurora didn’t care.

They rushed to the hotel, had a quick dinner, and then, with Dominic and the bodyguard, went straight to Everett’s house.

Thankfully, Eric had also sent them Everett’s home address.

Thanks to him, Aurora saved a lot of time.

But when they arrived at the Langston estate, they were bluntly turned away.

Old Mr. Langston refused to meet with them.

They had expected it—but it still stung.

"Aurora," Dominic said sadly, seeing the tightness in her face, "what should we do? We came all this way... I didn’t think Mr. Langston would be so heartless."

Aurora calmly got back into the car.

"He has no obligation to see us," she said quietly.

"Let’s head back to the hotel. Tomorrow morning, we’ll go to their company. Maybe someone there will tell us something."

Coming all the way here but still getting nothing—it made Aurora’s heart colder than ice.

Everett... where are you?

Are you okay?

As she stared out at the swirling snow outside the car window, the biting cold seeped into her very bones.

She felt not a shred of warmth.

Everett, she thought, please... let me see you tomorrow. Please.

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At the same time.

Gianna was lounging in the house she had received after the divorce, doing a face mask.

A maid quietly brought her a glass of milk, then left, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.

Gianna raised an eyebrow, adjusted her mask, washed her hands, and picked up her phone to scroll through.

Just then, her phone buzzed—a new text message.

Smirking, she assumed it was another suitor chasing after her.

But when she opened it, it wasn’t from a man she knew.

It was from an unknown number:

"Do you want to know how to truly win a man’s heart? Here’s the ultimate tool to conquer any man—click here to find out!"

Gianna thought of Everett—his strong, powerful physique, the captivating silhouette of his tall frame—and her heart skipped a beat. Without hesitation, she clicked the link.

But the moment the page loaded, disappointment crashed down on her.

The techniques described there were things she had long since mastered—yes, they worked on many men—but when it came to Everett, they were completely useless.

"What a scam, hmph... But still, when will he wake up? What if I really ended up hurting him..."

Gianna muttered to herself, feeling a growing sense of panic.

Without thinking, she quickly sent an email to that same mysterious online "friend"—the one who had originally mailed her the "drug."

She asked casually what the name of the drug was, and whether there was any way to make the poisoned person wake up immediately.

But after sending the email, no reply came.

Gianna’s heart grew more and more restless.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Miss Gianna, this is Jack. Do you remember me?"

The voice on the other end was deep and magnetic—maybe not as seductive as Everett’s, but still enough to make Gianna break into a flirtatious smile.

"Of course I remember. You’re that handsome guy I met at the ball the other night, right?"

"Got some free time? Wanna grab a drink?"

Being invited out by a handsome man, Gianna certainly wouldn’t say no.

She had been feeling lonely and restless anyway.

Still, she carefully chose a secluded spot for their meeting—after all, she used to be a Langston. If the paparazzi caught her, it could cause a huge scandal.

Gianna left the house with her phone in hand, completely unaware that the email she had just sent contained a virus.

Every time she made a call or sent a message, someone was now secretly intercepting her communications...

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The next morning.

"I’m terribly sorry. Our president is currently away on a business trip. We’re not sure when he’ll return. Please, miss, we ask for your patience."

"But I can’t reach Mr. Adams. Could you please help me contact him directly?" Aurora pleaded.

Still smiling sweetly, the receptionist shook her head.

"I’m very sorry. We don’t have his personal contact information either. If we need to reach him, we go through his office line or pass messages through Mr. Will or Mr. Tobias."

Aurora’s heart sank.

It was clear she wasn’t going to get any useful information here either.

She sat down heavily on a lobby chair, feeling the warm air around her... but inside, she was frozen solid.

No way to reach Everett...

Then what about Delilah?

Suddenly, Aurora remembered her.

She quickly messaged Eric and asked for Delilah’s phone number.

She had to know—was this engagement real?

Once she had the number, Aurora immediately dialed.

"What? No way. That was just a joke," Delilah said, sounding genuinely surprised.

"I never got any kind of engagement call. And actually, I can’t get through to Everett either!"

At least Delilah was honest—she didn’t mess with Aurora and told her the truth.

Aurora let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding.

God knew she hadn’t slept a wink last night.

She had stayed up all night refreshing Everett’s Twitter page, staring at the announcement over and over again, her eyes burning until tears streamed uncontrollably down her face.