LOGINSuzan was a beautiful and loving lady with a lovely life ahead, peaceful, until the one she trusts betrayed and took away what she loved. Almost at the brink of suicide, she survived and came back as Andrea Williams. Now, years after, Andrea Williams is all out for revenge. Living the life of a billionaire heiress, while making revenge plans: Will the revenge really bring her joy, or will it consume the last fragments of the woman she used to be?
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The atmosphere felt chilly, I could hear the sound of our heartbeats filling the dead silence that stung into the air. I tried to warn those tears, not to fall, not to make me feel miserable but I can't hold back anymore.
Not after I heard this. Not after those hurtful words is coming out from someone I love most.
"Let's break up, Susan. This relationship can't work anymore" he repeat it. Now with a tone that brings determination with no hint of regret.
The tears roll down my cheeks as I remind myself of what exactly is happening. My fiancee want to break up when our wedding is tomorrow! Who does that on the wedding eve?
I grabbed onto him. "You can't do this, Mike. Tomorrow is our wedding day! We are getting married tomorrow, you can't just break up with me now!"
He slapped my hands away and shot me a glare. "Don't you dare in your miserable life use those hands to touch me. I was just confused for a moment! That confusion made me thought I love you! Now I'm back to my senses! You are nothing but a useless nerd" He spat to my face before leaving the room.
The next breathe came to me as an attack, it's hard. It's painful, I can't breathe.
I thought my life will become the most beautiful one tomorrow once I get married to Mike. However, my hope got shattered to my face.
I move closer to the mirror and I can't remember the amount of time that I'm hating myself again.
"He is right! I'm a useless nerd!" I muttered, adjusting the glasses in my eyes.
I drop down on the floor, letting my broken heart speak in tears.
"Susan! Are you okay? What's wrong?"
I heard Jane's voice behind me, but I couldn't turn to her because my heart only ache more. She has been busy all other, monitoring the process of the events, ensuring that there is no mistake but who could have thought all her efforts will get washed away in one night?
A night to the wedding?
"Mike broke up with me" I drop the bombshell.
"What?" She screamed, dropping on her leg and we both look lost in our current situation.
.....
The next day start with a throbbing headache. I was trying to wake myself up from the nightmare but it seems to clenched to me so hard.
Jane encouraged me to put on my wedding dress, maybe Mike was putting on the trendy prank that is happening on social media these days.
I wanted to believe. I want everything to be a prank and nothing else but prank.
When we break up, I was expecting the hall to be empty but I was surprised to see the guest arriving and Jane's words start appearing as real. So Mike was pulling a prank with me after all?
I smile and move closer to the hall with Jane adjusting my wedding gown behind. I heard the MC starting the program inside and I smile, knowing that Mike will soon come out and end all the prank.
I was still standing there when two staff bypass us. "What sort of wedding is this? Why is there two brides?" They exchanged words and they return to the hall.
My smile slowly faded when I heard two brides.
"Don't mind that Susan, it might be part of the prank.. Mike might have even pay those two staff to whisper all of that to your ears so that it will look real to you"
Her words together are making new sense to me, I can't deny that. I release a deep breathe and choose to believe what she said.
However, my hope got shattered when I saw Mike walking hand in hand with a woman dressed in a wedding gown. And the woman is no other person than my mother!
"Mom!" I can't help my laughter as I laugh out loudly. "So Jane has been right all along. So this is a prank? I mean, it's impossible for you to get married to my mother. So you are pranking me?"
I smile walking towards them. When I tried to touch Mike, mom slapped my hand away instantly.
"How dare you touch my man!" She snapped.
I chuckled hard, smiling genuinely. "C'mon Mon! You know you suck at acting, don't forced it here. Thanks for getting along with Mike's plan to prank me, you guys got me scared honestly and now let's get married" I muttered with a smile on my face but Mike's response got me off.
"If you a nerd, you shouldn't have issues with seeing things clearly even though I expected that. Incase you don't know, I'm getting to Annabel and she is two months pregnant for me!"
I look into my mom's face and she was smiling brightly as if something good was happening to her as she roam her tummy. The hall open and the MC called them in.
"Is this prank not going too far?" I asked as I found my way entering the hall. The crowd gasps seeing me but I can't cover my mouth seeing a couple sweet moments on the projector.
My mom's pictures popped up with Mike as they shared romantic moments and those days are the days Mike told me he is busy at work. The outfit he wore when we had our first date but he had to leave due to a work emergency. I guess the emergency is nothing else but to see mom.
"Arghhhhhhhh" I screamed when they joined them together in front of the altar.
"Can someone drag this nerd outside?" Mike's mother ordered immediately and I got dragged out.
I run as fast as I can, I run where no one can see me. I hate myself! I hate this world!
I walk lonely in the rain, I just wished I had a better life. The woman that is supposed to fight for me was the same person that took away my source of joy
Why???
I climbed to the top of an uncompleted building, soaked and trembling. The city lights blurred through the rain. My mind screamed for peace.
“There’s no point living anymore,” I whispered.
Just as I took a step forward, I felt a hand tap my shoulder.
I turned, ready to ask who it was…
But before I could speak, I was pushed.
I slipped down the building with my face in horror and disbelief, I landed on the floor in my blood with a faint breath that didn't last longer before I finally lost consciousness.
The Architect’s BurdenThe flight to New York was long, silent, and entirely fictional. We had driven immediately from The Archive to a private airstrip outside Oxford, where a chartered jet—registered to a distant Momentum subsidiary—was waiting. As the plane climbed, leaving the legal and market chaos of London behind, the adrenaline finally receded, replaced by bone-deep exhaustion.18:00 GMT (1:00 PM EST).We weren't traveling to escape; we were traveling to convene an unscheduled, off-the-books meeting with the engineering firms responsible for the original Sector 4 construction. They held the key to the ultimate truth of the structural flaw—the flaw that had been the genesis of every lie and every subsequent attack."Vos, Finch, Reed... they were just parasites," Andrea murmured, staring out at the darkening sky. "The structural flaw was the original sin. If we don't fix it, the market will find another Reed, another Finch, and another lie will be necessary.""The $6 milli
The Co-ordinates of RetreatThe revelation of Dominic Reed’s decade-long plan—the Ghost in the Machine—left a chill far deeper than the crisis created by Vos or Finch. We weren't fighting greedy opportunists; we were fighting a visionary who had weaponized his own creation. Reed wasn't looking for a hostile takeover; he was orchestrating a surgical theft of our most valuable intellectual property: the Momentum Neural Network (MNN), currently housed in the decommissioned military bunker beneath East London.12:35 GMT."We can't call the police," Andrea stated, already tapping the co-ordinates into a private navigational app on her satellite phone. "If we involve the authorities, we expose the existence of the MNN and our uncertified backup facility. It would destroy the SLC's legal position against Helios before it even begins. This has to be silent, and it has to be now."I pulled up the security schematics for the East London facility, code-named 'The Archive.' I was the only pe
The Corporate AlibiThe two separate flights were a necessary deception. Andrea and I boarded two different long-haul jets at Heathrow, only to disembark moments before takeoff, slipping out through pre-arranged secure channels. We weren't flying to disappear; we were creating a traceable alibi of absence while remaining within striking distance of the unfolding crisis. We needed to be ghosts in the system, and what better place than a private, soundproof apartment overlooking the City—close enough to see the smoke, but too far to inhale the fire.The emergency System Integrity Broadcast (SIB) and the subsequent board vote for the Special Litigation Committee (SLC) had worked. The initial stock dip caused by the $6 million pre-emption was now overshadowed by the news of the massive lawsuit against Helios Trust for corporate espionage. The market loved a good fight, and the immediate fear of bankruptcy had been replaced by the high-stakes drama of legal warfare. Finch’s plan for a q
The Runway GambitThe black cab screeched to a halt at the Terminal 5 drop-off, the automated voice announcing, “Please ensure you have all your belongings.” The time was 11:15 GMT. The emergency board meeting was scheduled to adjourn in forty-five minutes, or longer if the panic set in.“Our flight leaves in three hours. We don’t have time to go inside,” Andrea declared, her eyes scanning the mass of travelers moving into the departure hall. “We need to find the quietest, most secure power source and upload point immediately.”We found a secluded, glass-walled conference pod in the business services lounge—a temporary haven amid the organized chaos of the airport. It wasn't lead-lined like The Vault Club, but it had power, decent Wi-Fi, and, crucially, relative anonymity.Andrea opened her tablet, connecting a specialized encryption key—a physical, multi-factor authentication device—to the port. “Finch designed the Black Box system to be an isolated fortress. Data goes in, data






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