Flashbacks

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I mischievously grinned at the thoughts of finally getting what I wanted. It's going to be all over for Nicholas and his black heartedness. This was way better than just finding some information on some piece of paper.

Being a witness and infact a victim too is one big hell of an evidence. My soul was in seventh heaven; I haven't gotten the evidence yet, but I feel powerful already, with the knowledge of what I was going to expose to the whole world about Nicholas Hills.

I spited every bit of him and even the holiest of men who would be against hate will definitely support me on this.

Nicholas wasn't just some playboy, he was also the most prideful and arrogant man I've ever come across. I can't elucidate more on my hate for proud people because I've suffered so much in their hands in the past.

"What are you thinking of, my pretty rose?" Nicholas inquired with an uncanny smile.

I glared at him.

"Don't even try to sweet talk me, you dick!" I spat at him with distaste ringi