Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 343: The Man Used as a Pawn

Chapter 343: The Man Used as a Pawn

Ella rolled her eyes at Eric. "You think having a baby is as easy as grabbing a meal? You’re not a woman, so you have no idea how painful childbirth is!"

"No matter how painful, we’re having kids!" Eric replied with a mischievous grin.

"Fine. For every hundred billion you make, I’ll have one kid for you!" Ella laughed, knowing full well it was an exaggeration. Even the wealthiest tycoons in Country S were worth only a few hundred billion.

Eric chuckled, "Ella, you’d better keep your word!"

Ella raised an eyebrow, smirking, "Oh, I will."

She doubted he’d ever make enough to warrant having "several" kids. They continued down the path along the coast, laughter filling the quiet street as they enjoyed each other’s company.

...

Monday, around noon.

A male teacher moved covertly toward a motel near the school, his face partially hidden under a hat and dark sunglasses, his frame concealed by a trench coat. Even those who knew him would struggle to recognize him in such a disguise.

Stopping at room 305, he glanced around before knocking. As soon as the door opened, he slipped inside, visibly nervous about being seen.

Once inside, he wasted no time, pushing the young woman against the wall, kissing her passionately. She responded at first, but then abruptly shoved him away, her expression suddenly cold.

"Let’s break up," she said icily, her eyes devoid of emotion.

The teacher, in the heat of the moment, froze, stunned by the unexpected rejection. Gripping her shoulders tightly, he demanded, "What did you say?"

"I said we’re done. I’ve reported our relationship to the school administration," she replied, her voice steady. "Don’t blame me—someone paid me to do this."

A wave of anger surged through him, rendering him speechless. But before he could react, two tall men, clearly bodyguards, seized him and tossed him to the side.

"These are Ella’s bodyguards. You know what that means, don’t you? Goodbye, teacher. We’ll never see each other again," she said, opening the door.

"Why?" he shouted.

"Ask Ella," she replied before disappearing, leaving him seething with rage.

As soon as the bodyguards released him, the teacher bolted toward the campus, livid. But Ella had taken the day off and wasn’t on campus.

The teacher already harbored resentment toward Ella for embarrassing him in front of his students, which had even earned him a reprimand from the principal. And those forged love letters, supposedly from her, had only fueled his hatred, making him wish he could see her ruined.

His position at Egerton University was probationary, granted through connections. Previously, he’d been an elementary school teacher abroad, but a legal scandal had forced him to flee and seek a fresh start in Country S.

After returning, he had taken an interest in a girl named Olivia. But Leah, through Rachel, had learned of his past and manipulated him, planning to use him to bring down Ella.

The male teacher, consumed by rage, had called Lauren and lied, saying he’d found the person impersonating Ella and needed to speak with her directly. Unsuspecting, Lauren reached out to Ella, revealing her location.

With the address in hand, he set off, his breathing quickening, fury blazing in his eyes. After working so hard to secure his position at Egerton University, he now faced losing it all. The girl had reported their relationship to the principal, and he knew he was done.

A petty man to the extreme, he was the kind of person who would harm someone over the smallest slight. Now, fueled by a vengeful frenzy, he abandoned all reason.

Meanwhile, Ella was outside one of LX’s stores, observing the foot traffic of potential customers. She wanted to gauge whether LX’s designs could appeal to a broad audience, not just the wealthy.

It seemed they were, as numerous visitors were entering—mostly college and high school students. Yet, due to budget limitations, many left with longing glances at the expensive pieces. Ella made a mental note that LX could expand its line to offer a more affordable range, drawing in even more of the younger crowd.

Checking her watch, she realized the teacher still hadn’t shown up. What was he up to? Did he truly know who had impersonated her? And if he did, why was it necessary to meet in person instead of simply calling?

Ella sensed something off about the whole situation. The man was volatile and untrustworthy, and she’d already arranged for someone to keep an eye on him. Just as she refocused, her phone rang—it was her lookout.

"Miss Davis, we followed him to a motel. He left in a rage after only a few minutes."

Rage? So he’d been provoked?

A sense of unease crept over Ella. Her bodyguards were on a rare day off, as Max was in custody and she’d assumed there was little risk. In hindsight, she realized she’d been too confident.

Her mind raced. Hiding wasn’t an option—it wouldn’t neutralize the threat. But she had a plan in mind.

After making a quick call, Ella casually left the LX store, taking a seat near the elevator exit and waiting.

Twenty minutes later.

The male teacher, radiating anger, appeared, his eyes darting around until they landed on her. He was here.

Ella took a deep breath, observing his hand shoved into his pocket. Was he carrying a knife?

Their eyes met, and his face twisted with fury. From his view, Ella appeared like an untouchable queen, looking down on him with cold disdain.

Her indifferent expression sent him over the edge. Remembering his lover’s betrayal, his fury boiled over.

"Ella, you’re dead!" he screamed, his face contorted with rage as he charged at her, yanking a knife from his pocket.

The surrounding customers screamed and backed away in horror. But Ella was quicker than he expected, pivoting to the side just as he lunged. Shock registered on his face—she wasn’t like other girls; her reflexes were remarkably sharp.

"Today, you’re not getting away!" he shouted, mad with rage. Ella cursed her luck. How had she become a magnet for dangerous lunatics?