Reborn at Eighteen The Billionaire's Second Chance novel Chapter 58

His hand shot out, gripping my wrist. “Don’t be stupid.”

“Let. Go.”

We stared at each other. His grip was tight enough to bruise. My pulse

hammered in my ears.

Finally, Julian released me. He sat back, jaw working.

“Atlas,” he said quietly, “Back to school.”

We drove in silence. The tension in the car was suffocating.

I rubbed my wrist where Julian had grabbed me. It throbbed faintly.

Another bruise to add to the collection.

The car turned onto a wider avenue. Through the windshield, I could see the traffic ahead–taxis, delivery trucks, a courier on an electric scooter weaving between lanes.

Julian suddenly reached for me.

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“What are you-” I tried to pull away, but his arm came around my

shoulders, pulling me against him.

Then the impact hit.

The scooter–spinning out of control–slammed into the passenger

side door with a deafening crunch. The car lurched violently. My head

snapped forward, but Julian’s hand was there, shielding it from the

window.

The world tilted. Then steadied.

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe. I was pressed against Julian’s chest,

his heartbeat pounding fast and hard beneath my ear. His arm was

locked around me like a vice.

“Are you hurt?” His voice was rough, urgent. “Did you hit your head?”

I shoved him away. “I’m fine. Let go of me.”

He didn’t release me immediately. His eyes scanned my face, checking

for injuries.

“Let go,” I repeated.

Finally, he dropped his arm.

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Atlas was already out of the car, surveying the damage. Through the

window, I could see the aftermath: an electric scooter lying on its

side, a middle–aged woman kneeling on the pavement, frantically

checking a teenage girl in the back seat.

Julian’s expression turned cold. “Call the police. And our lawyer.”

“No.” I reached for the door handle.

Julian’s hand shot out again, gripping my arm. “What are you doing?”

I pulled free and opened the door.

The woman was crying now, apologizing in rapid, terrified tone. The

girl–wearing a St. Valerius uniform–had tears streaming down her

face.

I recognized her.

Madison’s friend. One of the girls from the art room.

The woman looked up at me, eyes wide with fear. “I’m so sorry! The brakes failed! Please, I didn’t mean to-

“It’s okay.” I knelt beside her. “Is she hurt?”

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The girl shook her head, but her face was pale. Shaking.

Behind me, I heard Julian approach.

“Atlas, call-”

“Let it go,” I said, standing up.

Julian stared at me. “What?”

“Let it go.” I met his eyes. “It was an accident. They’re scared enough.”

His expression darkened. “They damaged my car. They could’ve hurt

you. And you want me to just… let it go?”

“Yes.” My voice was steady. “Because that’s what decent people do.”

For a long moment, Julian said nothing. Just stared at me like I was a

puzzle he couldn’t solve.

Then he turned to Atlas. “Cancel the lawyer. Let them go.”

Atlas hesitated. “Sir, are you sure?”

“Yes.” Julian didn’t look away from me. “But-” He turned to the

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woman, his voice cold and flat. “Be more careful next time. You won’t

get this lucky again.”

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