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Chapter 54: The Taste of Revenge
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Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 120: Voices That Refuse to Stay Buried
The courtroom was already overflowing before the judge arrived. Journalists occupied every available row, notebooks balanced on knees, cameras discreetly positioned despite repeated warnings from court officials. Family members, legal observers, and curious members of the public filled the remaining seats, drawn by a case that had long outgrown the walls meant to contain it. The air itself felt heavy, charged with expectation and restrained emotion.Celine O’Neil sat at the front, her posture straight, her expression calm in a way that came only from deliberate control. She wore a simple dark suit, nothing ostentatious, nothing that invited distraction. To her right sat Barrister Okoro, composed and focused, files neatly arranged before him. Beside Okoro was Barrister Glen Peterson, silent but attentive, occasionally leaning in to exchange brief, muted words. Together, they formed a quiet wall of preparation around her.Across the aisle, Evelyn Brooks sat rigidly at the defendant
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 119: What Cannot Be Returned
Celine sat alone in her office long after the building had gone quiet. The city lights beyond the glass walls glowed softly, but they offered no comfort. Files lay neatly arranged on her desk, court documents stacked with precision, yet her mind was anything but orderly. The case had grown bigger than strategy, bigger than headlines or public sympathy. It had become personal in a way she could no longer separate from her bones. Justice was the word everyone used, but deep down, she knew this was also about reclaiming the parts of herself that had been stripped away when no one stood beside her.A light knock came at the door.She did not look up. “Come in.”Emilia stepped inside, careful, almost hesitant. She had learned to read Celine’s moods, to sense when silence was protection rather than invitation.“Adam Brooks and Barbra are here,” Emilia said quietly. “They’re asking to see you.”Celine’s fingers stilled on the edge of the desk. She exhaled slowly, the sound controlled. Th
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 118: In the Eyes of the Law
The courtroom was already full long before the judge took his seat. Journalists occupied every available row, cameras flashing until court officials ordered them to stop. Whispered conversations floated through the air, carrying speculation, judgement, and curiosity. This was not just another criminal hearing; it was the fall of a once-feared family and the rise of a woman many still struggled to understand.Evelyn Brooks sat at the defendant’s table, her back straight, her chin lifted. Anyone who did not know her might have mistaken her for calm. But those close enough could see it in her hands, how her fingers pressed tightly together, how her jaw clenched just a little too hard. Beside her sat Barrister Grant Wallace, leaning in occasionally to murmur instructions, his face serious, his confidence carefully maintained.A few seats away, Barbra sat between two uniformed officers. Unlike Evelyn, she made no effort to hide her distress. Her shoulders were slumped, her eyes dull an
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 117: Family Fall Apart
The Brooks mansion had never felt so hollow. The silence that filled the living room was not peaceful; it was heavy, suffocating, thick with years of unspoken resentment. Adam stood near the center of the room, his hands clenched at his sides, his shoulders tight as though holding himself together required effort. Evelyn sat opposite him, composed as ever, her posture immaculate, her face unreadable.Adam broke the silence.“You destroyed everything,” he said, his voice low but shaking beneath the restraint. “The company. The family name. Whatever was left of us.”Evelyn lifted her chin slightly. “Watch your tone.”“No,” Adam snapped, taking a step forward. “I’m done watching my tone. I’ve done that my whole life for you.”She studied him with cool eyes. “If you’re here to assign blame, then save your breath. I did what had to be done.”“What had to be done?” He laughed bitterly. “You call this necessary? Brooks Enterprises is gone. We’re a joke in the industry. And this family—” He
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 116: Preparing for Takedown
Celine O’Neil’s office was quiet in the way only powerful rooms ever were. The silence was not empty; it carried expectation, pressure, and the kind of tension that settled into the bones. Morning light filtered through the tall glass windows, catching on the polished surface of her desk as Barrister Glenn Peterson laid out a thick stack of documents in front of her.They landed with a dull thud.“These,” Glenn said, adjusting his glasses, “are the foundation. Financial trails, phone records, witness statements, timelines. Strong, but not invincible.”Celine leaned back slightly in her chair, fingers interlaced, eyes steady on him. She did not look surprised. She had learned long ago that nothing involving the Brooks family was ever simple.“The confession video is powerful,” Glenn continued, tapping one of the folders. “But the defence will attack it aggressively. They’ll argue coercion, question the credibility of a dead man, suggest manipulation. Evelyn Brooks will not walk into t
Revenge: Rising Beyond the Tempest Chapter 115: A Legacy in Full View
The newly completed O’Neil Corp headquarters rose above the New York skyline like a declaration carved in steel and glass. From the outside, it looked imposing, almost untouchable, but inside the grand auditorium, there was a controlled warmth—polished wood, soft lighting, and a quiet hum of anticipation. Journalists filled the front rows, cameras poised. Shareholders and senior staff sat behind them, while invited industry leaders and partners occupied the reserved seats closer to the stage.When Celine O’Neil stepped onto the platform, the room settled almost instantly.She stood tall behind the podium, dressed in understated elegance, her posture calm, deliberate. There was no trace of nerves in her expression, only a steady presence shaped by survival and discipline. For a brief moment, she scanned the room, taking in the faces before her, then she began.“Today is not just about a building,” she said, her voice carrying clearly across the hall. “It is about what this structur
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