Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 661: A Night She Couldn’t Forget

Aurora stared in terror at that twisted face. She would never forget that night—this disgusting man had pinned her down, groping her while spewing vile words.

Thank God Everett showed up just in time to stop him. He saved her from being violated by this man and his gang.

But now the nightmare was back.

"Open the door! I’m going to make you pay, you filthy bitch! Because of you, all my boys are either dead or rotting in prison! Open the damn door!"

The man kicked the car door furiously. Aurora trembled, and Everett pulled her into his arms.

"Don’t be afraid. Just hold on for a few more minutes—Tobias and the others are almost here," he whispered.

Aurora was terrified. She buried her face in Everett’s chest, too scared to look up or turn around.

That man’s presence filled the air—his voice, his stench, everything.

Everett was like a rock, completely still. No matter how much they yelled or kicked the car, he didn’t flinch.

Finally, the man snapped and raised his gun to shoot out the window. But this was a bulletproof car—he couldn’t even crack the glass.

The group of men exchanged looks, then one of them pulled out a canister of gasoline from their vehicle and poured it all over the car door, grinning maliciously.

"Bitch, if you don’t come out, I’ll set this whole thing on fire. Let’s see how romantic it is dying together in flames!" the man growled.

Everett knew they couldn’t stay in the car any longer. He reached out and slowly opened the door.

The four men outside were grinning even more wildly now.

Everett led Aurora out of the car. She saw the man’s face—the same face from her nightmares—and fear turned her legs to jelly. She looked at him with hopeless dread.

"This one’s a beauty. Look at that body."

"Boss, let’s ruin her."

"She’s probably got a sweet taste too, huh?"

The men laughed crudely, full of lust and filth. Aurora was shaking inside, but Everett calmly gripped her hand.

"Aurora, don’t be afraid. Don’t be afraid," she whispered to herself, trying to stay strong, trying to breathe.

But she wasn’t a strong woman, not really. Her face was ghost-white, and yet she lifted her chin and glared coldly at the man. "If you want me, fine—but leave Mr. Adams out of this. He has nothing to do with it."

She couldn’t be selfish. Everett got caught up in this because of her.

If it weren’t for her, he wouldn’t be in danger right now—not last night, not today.

And yet, she had blamed him. She even resented him for dragging her into it. He had apologized to her.

Now, guilt and shame hit her like a tidal wave. All she wanted was for him to be safe.

But Everett just let out a cold laugh. "If you’re really a man, then don’t lay a hand on a defenseless woman."

"Man? You want proof? I’ll prove it to you right now!" the guy sneered. He motioned, and two men stepped forward to grab Everett.

Then he walked up to Aurora, lifting her chin roughly. His eyes were wild with greed and madness. "He says I’m not a man? Then let’s show him. Let’s give him a real show."

Aurora’s face went pale as a sheet. Rage flashed in Everett’s eyes. "If you’re so tough, then torture me instead!"

The man turned to Everett. "Tsk. You saved her, and now you’re in love with her, huh? That’s cute. You’re the one who ruined my crew. I’ve been tracking you for months. There’s no way I’m letting you go. But the question is... how should I make you suffer for what you did to my men?"

He grinned viciously. Aurora’s lips trembled. She didn’t know what to do—how could she protect Everett from this?

Everett looked straight at the man. "Go ahead. Torture me to death. Just let her watch."

"No... this all started because of me. Please, just let him go..."

The man burst out laughing. "Let him go? Are you out of your damn mind? That bastard got my brothers killed and got me put on a wanted list. I’m not stopping until he’s in pieces."

He sneered, clearly toying with the idea of how best to torture them both.

"Garrett, maybe we should move somewhere else... in case someone’s tracking us," one of the guys muttered.

"Relax. We’ve got people on lookout," Garrett replied, unfazed. He had made up his mind—and he completely ignored the way Aurora was shaking, yet still trying to be brave.

He stepped in front of Everett, toying with the gun in his hand. "Tell me, where should I shoot you? Up top... or down below?"

Garrett grinned, perverse and cruel. "You don’t look too bad. Heh heh..."

Aurora was drenched in cold sweat from anxiety—but what could she do?

She was just a defenseless woman. Against these armed men, what could she possibly do?

"Please... let him go. It’s all my fault. I’m the reason your brothers died or got hurt. Please, I’m begging you..."

Aurora reached out and grabbed Garrett’s arm. He scowled and suddenly slammed her against the side of the car.

"You filthy bitch. What, you’re so desperate you want me now?" he sneered, gripping her pale cheek hard enough to leave red marks.

Everett’s eyes burned with fury. The two men holding him burst out laughing and let go, clearly entertained—eager to see how Everett would try to protect her.

Like cats playing with a mouse—catch and release, over and over again, just for the fun of it.

Everett knew all three guns were trained on him, but he didn’t care. He stepped in front of Aurora.

"Aurora, stop acting like some selfless martyr. Garrett—do you even know how your precious brothers died?"

Everett’s smirk was cold and twisted. That one sentence made Garrett shove Aurora aside and lock eyes with him, blazing with rage.

Originally, Garrett planned to have his fun with the woman first, then slowly torture the man to death.

Back in Country W, he’d been a big shot—untouchable for five or six years. When he saw a woman he liked, he took her. Simple as that.

But then he messed with Aurora—and ran into Everett.

Everett had stepped in, killed two of his guys, and left the rest either dead, jailed, or crippled.

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"One of them?" Everett said coolly. "My guys shot him—eighteen times. Dead. The other? Hit by a car so hard he flew, then got crushed by a dozen more."

Everett’s voice didn’t waver. "I could’ve let you go. But your people were too stupid to stay gone. You came back and ambushed us."

Aurora’s face turned even paler. That night, she’d passed out after Everett showed up. She had no idea how bad things really got.

She never imagined it had been that brutal—that deadly.

It was a fight to the death. In the dark corners of Country W, crime was always lurking.

Reality was ruthless. And as much as she’d always avoided this kind of world—fate threw her right into it.

"You bastard!"

Garrett screamed and suddenly fired—aiming the gun straight at Aurora.