Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!
Chapter 464: Troubling News

Chapter 464: Troubling News

Mason chuckled faintly, a sardonic glint flickering in his alluring, almost devilish eyes. "You’re just hoping to use me, Mason, as a tool to strike at Eric, aren’t you? To be honest, I’ll be leaving for Country W soon."

The man was visibly stunned. "Mr. Scott, that’s not my intention at all! I genuinely want to collaborate with you!"

Mason’s cold laugh echoed through the room. "Mr. Wilson, you’re overestimating yourself. With your methods, it’s impossible for you to defeat Eric. And as for me—I’m done trying. So don’t waste your time."

Mr. Wilson shook his head hurriedly. "Mr. Scott, the Wilson Group isn’t small by any means! If we join forces, we have a solid chance of taking down Nelson Group. Besides, I have powerful connections at the top. Even if something goes wrong, I can guarantee the Scott family’s safety."

Mason maintained his faint, detached smile. "I’m sorry, but I have no intention of continuing to develop in Country S. You’d best look for someone else, Mr. Wilson."

Wilson’s frustration and disappointment were clear, but after being rejected multiple times, he realized there was no convincing Mason. Begrudgingly, he left.

Mason extinguished his cigarette with a cold snap, the rising smoke framing his enigmatic and striking features.

A sly smirk tugged at his lips. Since coming to Country S and crossing paths with Eric, he had finally met his match—the first true rival of his life.

Eric was Mason’s only real adversary. To date, Mason had only ever been defeated by Eric. Everyone else didn’t even come close to being in the same league.

It was Eric who had forced Mason to confront his own shortcomings—to realize that his intellect and abilities were far from enough to surpass his opponent.

For this very reason, Mason knew he needed to leave Country S and return to Country W to refine his skills and strategies.

At that moment, his phone buzzed on the table. Frowning, Mason glanced at the screen and saw it was a call from his father in Country W.

"Mason, return to Country W immediately. Your uncle has passed away," came his father’s perpetually cold voice.

Mason sneered. "Understood. I’ll head back right away."

He hung up without a single unnecessary word. There was nothing more to say—he and his father had nothing resembling a close relationship.

"So, this is an opportunity... With my uncle gone, Logan no longer has anyone to protect him. How could he possibly turn things around now? That fool will only ruin his future chasing after women," Mason muttered, his mood surprisingly light.

Even the death of a close relative seemed to have no emotional impact on him.

"But... everyone thinks I’ve given up on Country S. How amusing..." Mason’s lips curled into a wicked smile, his eyes gleaming with an icy, menacing light.

...

The news of Mason leaving Country S reached Ella the next evening.

Ella frowned. "Mason went back to Country W? Why does this feel suspicious? Wasn’t he always targeting LXL and Nelson Group?"

Eric served Ella a second bowl of soup. "Yes, he’s a stubborn one—a tenacious and obsessive lunatic. He returned to Country W because his uncle passed away, and he’s attending the funeral. However, according to my sources, he’s shifting his focus back to Country W entirely."

Ella scoffed. "After Dad came, there’s no room left here for them to expand!"

Lucas, sitting nearby, chuckled warmly. "Now, now, don’t underestimate Mason. He’s infamous in Country W for being ruthless. But I’ll admit, I didn’t expect him to go up against you two and lose so spectacularly!"

During her free time, Ella brought up Mason with Lucas, recounting how she and Eric had outsmarted him. Lucas laughed so hard he could barely keep his mouth closed.

Mason’s influence in Country W was immense, and few dared to cross him. But in Country S, it was a different story. This was Eric’s territory, and no matter how clever Mason was, his abilities were limited here.

"I know, Mason has always been an ungrateful wolf—and a pervert, too!" Ella scoffed.

Eric’s face darkened instantly. "Did he touch you?"

Uh-oh... getting jealous like this in front of Lucas didn’t seem appropriate.

"No, of course not! I just really can’t stand him. I remember the last time we had a conflict—I poured soup right over his head, hahaha!" Ella burst into laughter, unable to contain herself.

Lucas shook his head with a helpless smile. "You’re even more mischievous than your mother was. I’m surprised Mason swallowed his pride after that."

"Father, it’s not about swallowing his pride," Eric said calmly. "He’s just waiting for the right moment to retaliate. Although I’ve forced him out of Country S, his lackeys and spies are still hiding here. They might try to strike when we least expect it."

"Eric’s right. That scoundrel Mason won’t give up so easily. Even though it’s been two years without any major moves from him, we can’t let our guard down," Lucas added.

Ella nodded in agreement as she slowly sipped her soup, feeling a warm fullness spreading through her stomach.

The two little ones in her belly moved again, as mischievous as ever. Ella smiled and placed a hand on her bump, gently soothing them.

"Ella, for safety’s sake, it’s better if you avoid going outside for now. If you’re feeling restless, have Eric take a few more bodyguards and go for a short walk nearby," Lucas suggested with concern, fully aware of the Scott family’s significant power in Country W.

Ella sighed and reluctantly swallowed her soup. "Dad, I’ve been stuck at home for over a month. I’m so bored! In two weeks, I need to go for a prenatal check-up. Sure, I could have the doctor come here, but staying home all the time makes me feel like I’m growing mold!"

Lucas chuckled. "Alright, as long as Eric keeps a close eye on you."

Ella arched a brow, her radiant smile lighting up her face.

Nearby, Luke remained unusually silent. He only came over for meals on Sundays or when Lucas called to summon him.

...

Two weeks later, Eric accompanied Ella to her prenatal check-up. The babies were developing well, but since Country S prohibited doctors from disclosing the gender of unborn children, neither Ella nor Eric pushed to find out. After all, discovering their genders on the day of delivery might be a delightful surprise.

Eric believed they were having twins—a boy and a girl. But Ella thought the two little ones in her belly were so lazy that they must both be girls, just like her: food lovers who preferred to lounge around.

As the due date drew closer, Ella’s appetite grew larger. By the end, her weight had reached 130 pounds, and her face had become round and full.

Gaining weight was every woman’s nightmare, but for the sake of her babies’ health, Ella ate as much as she could.

At eight months pregnant, Ella’s belly was enormous. It had grown so large that she needed Mia or Eric to help her whenever she tried to sit down.

Sitting or lying down for extended periods left her feeling fatigued and sore.

For the first time, Ella truly understood how difficult motherhood could be. But people often said the real challenge began after the babies were born—a thought that filled her with dread.

Just when things seemed to be settling down, troubling news arrived.