Rebirth: The New Bride Wants A Divorce-Chapter 191: You should eat more from now

[Anderson Enterprise]

Kathrine sat across from Mark, her posture straight, composed, and impeccably polite.

"I’m glad you took the time to meet me, Mr. Anderson," she said with a courteous smile—polite, yet edged with the faintest trace of skepticism.

She still had no idea why he suddenly agreed to see her, but she let it go. She wasn’t here to question his motives. She was here to work.

"I heard from my assistant that you were quite eager to meet me, Miss Kathrine," Mark replied, leaning back. His elbow rested easily on the armrest, fingers interlaced, his demeanor a mixture of cool professionalism and quiet authority. "So I decided to spare some time."

His gaze held hers, steady and unreadable.

"So, Miss Kathrine, what brings you here today?"

Mark intended this meeting to be short—yet he listened fully, the way he only did when something felt important.

Kathrine offered a tight, controlled smile at his curt tone.

"It’s regarding the project your company signed with ours. I’m here to renegotiate a few points concerning the obstacles we’re currently facing."

Her tone was crisp, her delivery deliberate—an expert’s precision in every word.

But Mark didn’t budge.

"Then I’m sorry, Miss Kathrine," he said flatly. "Since the deal was signed with your father, it should be either him or his assistant discussing this with me."

The refusal was immediate—and intentional.

He knew she had been absent from company affairs for years. Now she suddenly appeared, asking to renegotiate one of their biggest deals? Suspicious didn’t even begin to cover it.

So Daniel was right. She’s here to stir trouble, Mark thought, keeping his expression perfectly neutral.

But his eyes flickered just slightly when Kathrine smiled.

"I knew you’d say that," she said calmly. "Which is why I came prepared."

She reached into her folder and slid a set of documents across the table. Papers that clearly stated that both Hugo and Kathrine held equal authority to handle their company’s affairs.

Mark’s jaw tightened, his eyes darkening as he read through the proof.

Kathrine tilted her head ever so slightly, her composure cool and unwavering."So, Mr. Anderson," she said quietly, her eyes glinting with a thin layer of frost beneath her politeness, "shall we begin the meeting?"

Her tone left no room for refusal.

***

Meanwhile, Anna and Daniel had finally finished eating—though "finished" might be the wrong word. Daniel had fed her to the point she thought she might burst.

"Enough. I can’t eat anymore," she groaned, shaking her head as he brought another spoon to her lips.He paused only when he noticed her complexion turning slightly pale from overeating.

"You should eat more from now on," he said, his voice calm but firm. "I don’t want you getting drained... not after I plan to do more than what we did earlier."

Anna froze mid-breath, her eyes slowly shifting toward him.

His face remained stoic—composed, unreadable.

But his words? Deadly.

They wrapped around her like a whisper of warning and promise all at once, and Anna wasn’t sure whether she wanted to hide under a blanket or jump out the window.

The latter wasn’t even an option—she valued her bones far too much to attempt anything reckless.

"You’re joking," she muttered, giving him a skeptical stare.

Daniel only returned a lazy look. No denial. No clarification. Just... that expression.

Anna’s jaw dropped slightly. He was truly unfiltered right now, and she didn’t know whether to scream, run, or hit him with a pillow.

She forced herself to ignore him, choosing instead to focus on the fact that she was completely full—so full she wouldn’t dare touch food for at least an hour.

But just as her thoughts drifted, Daniel’s phone suddenly rang.

The man who had been teasing her moments ago immediately shifted. His entire expression hardened as he looked at the screen, all traces of playfulness vanishing.

Anna pouted, confused by the sudden change in mood. Before she could peek at who was calling, he snatched up the phone and stood abruptly.

"I’ll be in my room," he said shortly, already walking toward the door.

And just like that, he was gone—leaving Anna staring after him with a dumbstruck expression, her mind spinning with questions she couldn’t voice.

Meanwhile, the moment Daniel stepped into his room, he answered Mark’s call.

"Did you know Kathrine is the co–head of the project? That she’s equally responsible for making decisions?"

Mark’s voice came fast, tight with urgency, so abrupt that Daniel froze mid–step, confusion flickering across his expression.

But then Daniel’s eyes darkened.

How could he forget? Kathrine wasn’t just Hugo’s daughter—she was the CFO, the second-in-command.

His jaw tightened, irritation rippling through him. He had overlooked a crucial detail. He’d taken her absence far too lightly... enough to forget that she could return at any time and reclaim her authority.

And now she had at the worst possible moment.

"What did Kathrine do this time?" Daniel asked, unaware of the meeting currently happening between them.

Mark released a long, frustrated sigh. Daniel’s reaction or lack of surprise told him everything he needed to know.

"She’ll be the one leading the project now. Not Hugo."

The moment those words came out, Daniel went completely still. The fire flickering in his eyes sharpened, burning hotter, and his grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles whitened.

But regardless of how much this enraged him, there was nothing they could do.

Kathrine Bennett.

Even her name felt like poison on his tongue—bitter, burning, but one he had no choice but to swallow without letting it kill him.

"What should we do, Daniel?" Mark asked, his voice lowering with genuine concern. "She sounded too confident to be manipulated the way her father was."

He had reluctantly agreed to her authority for the moment, but the worry lingered. Because if Katherine started digging even a little things buried long ago might claw their way to the surface.

And that... could destroy everything.

"Nothing will happen as long as we play it safe. Continue with what we have planned," Daniel instructed emotionlessly before ending the call.

But the moment he put his phone away, his eyes widened in shock.

"Anna?"