Chapter Twelve.On the way from was nothing but agonizing. If I did have a choice I am not going to comeback to that hell of a house. But for my revenge and my things I need to swallow this anger first.Bonavich Subdivision.It was the letters that form around as I got closer to my destination.Arriving on the gates of the subdivision, the security guard on duty, Micheal, smiled at me and opened the gates. In return of his friendly smile, I wave at him. Thankfully, I wasn’t ban on entering this ground and no news of the black sheep of the family getting kicked-out got out.“Good morning ma'am.” he greeted simply as my car passed the guard house.Entering the subdivision wasn’t that much stressful because Micheal was such a gentle soul. He might not talk to much but he is kind, more kinder than my very own father.Taking a left turn, I could already see the mansion. As I approach the house, a black car was seen nearing. As I climb out of my car, it was exactly the moment the other vehi
Chapter Thirteen.I can't understand how people around us see her as someone angelic! Didn't you see what she did!? She did not close the door! Where are her manners!?She did not even knock!Ugh. People in the company must have been blind or they were wearing color-fulled glasses. They were not able to see that behind those innocent faces is a freaking bitch.Stamping my feet on the ground like a teenager, I forced myself to sit up, stand up, and closed the door. Yes, THE DOOR THAT I DIDN’T EVEN OPEN.People do really like ruining my mood this day. And I won’t allow this, I cannot allow that my day was only ruined. I also need to ruin theirs, even if it needs a few days before I achieve it.Instead of going back to bed and sleeping all day, my determination to exact my revenge motivated me to finish my impending work.A work that will not only destroy my father and sister’s image but also the company. Just like I said, if I cannot have “Hall’s Corporate and Company” then no one would
Silence was met with another silence. I couldn't help but feel smug about it. In fact, I was not writing a report for the company but researching about the man I met last night.I couldn't even believe my luck—or misfortune, depending on how you looked at it. It had started as ordinary flirting, a chance to bed a man who passed my standards and type. Among the vibrant atmosphere and attractive crowd, he was just a different breed. He was meant to stand out.I found myself infatuated with a charming stranger. He was tall, with raven black hair and crystal-clear black eyes looking at me like he was sucking my soul, which made my heart skip a beat. And as a woman who was raised to be direct and frank, I don't like idle chit-chats and beating around the bush."I never thought you would figure me out that fast. Perhaps the prior engagement was already planned?" he inquired amusingly, but I detected a slight caution in his voice.I shrugged my shoulders in response, even though he couldn't
I heard him sigh, his exasperation palpable in the air. "Is this what you really want?" he asked, his voice tinged with a mix of concern and disbelief. But his question only fueled the fire that burned within me, igniting a strange smile on my lips. I couldn't help but let out a laugh, a laugh that held both astonishment and determination. It was a laugh that threatened to propel me out of my seat and onto a path of no return.Is this what I really want? Ha! No, never! This is not enough! The vanilla revenge he spoke of, the mere satisfaction of winning a petty competition, held no allure for me. It was far too shallow, too insignificant to quench the thirst for retribution that consumed me.He had always been perceptive, a man with a sharp eye. He must have glimpsed the fragments of my plan, sensed the depth of my intentions. But I was unwilling to reveal everything just yet, to let him in on the true extent of my desires. Instead, I replied with a firmness that belied the seething a
Chapter Sixteen.Staying up in room for the whole day, I didn’t realize it was already evening until I heard a know coming behind my door.Knock.Knock.“Young miss, the master have arrived and requested your presence. And, dinner will be serve in a few minutes.” The servant announced in an unhurried tone.I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. We don’t typically eat dinner together, or should I say I wasn’t included. I could only join them if the Chairman has important things to discuss or information that needs attention. Typically, it was always about reprimanding and warning me.Just great. Another humiliation episode for the whole house to enjoy.I sighed and reluctantly got up from my comfortable spot on the bed. It had been one of those days when I just wanted to retreat into the solace of my room, away from the prying eyes and constant scrutiny of the household. But now, it seemed like my solitude was about to be shattered by yet another dinner where I would be the center of attent
Chapter Seventeen.My eyes were locked on him, not backing down. The room felt heavy with tension as we stood face to face, the air crackling with unspoken words. I could see the disappointment in my father's eyes, his once vibrant gaze now clouded with a mixture of anger and frustration. But I refused to let it deter me. I had grown tired of living in his shadow, constantly striving for his approval, only to be met with perpetual disappointment.Looking at him now was just a bare minimum of my rudeness, a silent rebellion against the expectations he had placed upon me. In his eyes, I am always the one at fault.For years, I had tried to be the daughter he wanted me to be - obedient, successful, and dutiful. I had studied tirelessly, excelled in every subject, and achieved more than most could ever dream of. But it was never enough. No matter how high I climbed, he always found fault in my accomplishments. He had an unyielding vision for my life, one that I could never quite live up t
Chapter Eighteen.“Sister, aren’t you going to come with us and shop?” I could sense some venom in her voice.Her eyes formed a crescent moon while she smiled at me sweetly. It was too sweet for my liking.Looking at her eyes, I could only see mischief and wicked intentions.But even before I could reply and reject her, a booming voice echoed in the dining room."You should go." The chairman said in a monotone voice as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.My head turned sharply in his direction. Why does he always make the decision for me!? I could help but roll my eyes in irritation.As I glared at the chairman, frustration bubbled within me. It was always the same; he acted like he knew what was best for me without even bothering to ask. I was tired of being treated like a puppet in his hands, forced to dance to his tune. It wasn't fair that he controlled every aspect of my life, leaving me with no say in my own decisions.But if it is my sister, he would always ask her what she wants
We reached downtown not long after leaving, and what unfolded before us were charming boutiques and stores, each exuding its own unique aesthetic. Once upon a time, I relished coming here, shopping without a care in the world, often accompanied by my mother during my carefree childhood. But that allure has faded now. In my current jobless state, searching for employment, splurging on such indulgences felt like an irresponsible luxury.As we arrived at the heart of the city, a sudden impulse urged me to halt the car. Stepping out, I made a beeline for Jammin Jewellery, renowned as the finest jewelry store in Calderon. They showcased the latest trends, every piece a masterpiece crafted by top designers from across the globe—exquisite and with a price tag that only those immensely wealthy could comfortably bear.The salesgirls, discerning potential customers from our attire and demeanor, smiled and approached us with eager enthusiasm, their well-honed instincts at work.Suppressing my em