MasukVengeance is her's, not God's. Andrea Campbell's world is shattered when Thane, her ruthless CEO husband, divorces her. Left with nothing, she has no family, no money, no identity. But as fate would have it, she is reunited with her billionaire birth father, Mr. Campbell. Five years later, Andrea returns as a stunning, sassy businesswoman, fueled by a burning desire for revenge. She plans to pull Thane into a high-stakes business collaboration and then destroy him. Thane, consumed by his ex-wife's transformation, will stop at nothing to reclaim her. Unaware of their hidden twin children and Andrea's secret game. He becomes increasingly obsessed. As they dance around their explosive past, Andrea struggles to keep her emotions in check. Thane's determination ignites a risky game of cat and mouse, where old feelings resurface and new flames ignite. Will Thane's all-consuming love be enough to quench Andrea's fury, or will her thirst for revenge destroy them both? Can Andrea resist Thane's relentless chase, or will she succumb to the passion that once bound them?
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TEN YEARS LATERKELLAN There was no tea in my teacup.Still, I brought it to my lips and took a pretend sip, just to appease my youngest hostess.“Have some bus-cots and stawbewwies, Daddy,” Violet said with that sweet smile that could get me to do anything for her. My heart melted when she dropped plastic biscuits and fruits on my tiny pink plate. It's the way it lit her face up, her dark chocolate eyes shining with happiness, it made her look like a younger version of Ashley.Across from me, Ashley tried and failed to stifle her hearty laughter, pressing her slender hand over her mouth, the golden band of her wedding ring catching my eyeI gave her a look of helplessness when I brought the plastic fruit to my lips. To think that just a few hours ago, I was a the company, dishing out commands and orders, but here, at home with my family — the centre of my world— I was a different person.I sat cross-legged on the pink rug of the girls' playroom, different colours bows pinned into m
ASHLEYI didn’t go.When Genevieve and Leonard stood before the court for their final trial, I stayed home.Kellan went through. He followed through with the case for the four months it lasted, attending every hearing, every statement, and every revelation that showed the kind of hideous, wicked people they were.Kellan pushed through to make sure justice was served and that Melody or I would never have to live in fear of the woman who sought to destroy meAnd maybe I should have gone, just to laugh in Genevieve's face when the judge passed a fifteen-year sentence on her and eighteen on Leonard. I would have loved to see her crumble and collapse at losing her honor, prestige, and legacy, which she cared about more than anything elseBut I didn't go. Because I couldn't find it in me to spite her anymore. At the end, Kellan and I had won; that was all that mattered.She and Leonard would spend the next long years behind bars, and I would spend mine surrounded by warmth, in the arms of t
ASHLEY The sky was blue, the clouds were fluffy, and the gentle breeze rustled my dress. The air carried a warm scent of spring and flowers, while I rocked my ray of sunshine wrapped in a pink shawl.Life was perfect.At eighteen days old, the doctors cleared my daughter to go home. I smiled down at my daughter, holding her firmly in my arms. Her little breaths were rhythmic, syncing with my every heartbeat. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were still that metallic blue-gray colour of newborns that would change into her real eye color with timeI made a bet with Kellan that they'd be green, just like his.“Hi, my angel," I whispered when she stirred awake, blinking slowly at me. Melody's tiny arms stretched like she wanted to touch my face, I leaned down and brushed my lips against her rosy cheeks, breathing in the sweet powdery scent that only newborns had Like every time during the past eighteen days, tears welled in my eyes before I could stop them. Melody was so small, so frag












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