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PART 2: TANGLED TRUTHS: THE BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE
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Tangled Truths AUTHOR'S NOTE
Dear Readers,Welcome to the end of Part 2 of TANGLED TRUTHS: A Billionaire’s Revenge.What a journey it’s been—and I’m beyond grateful that you’ve stayed with me through every twist, betrayal, and emotional turn. But guess what? The fun is far from over.Part 3: The Final Reckoning is on its way, and it’s going to bring everything full circle. Expect explosive truths, heart-pounding moments, and the ultimate conclusion that will leave you breathless. Stay tuned—it’s coming soon!In the meantime, feel free to dive into my other ongoing series, MY HATRED, MY SOULMATE, now updated to over 160 chapters of intense romance, supernatural drama, and thrilling suspense. You don’t want to miss it!Lastly, your comments and ratings truly mean the world to me. They keep me inspired and motivated to write even more. So please, share your thoughts—I’d love to hear from you.With all my heart,Excel Arthur
Tangled Truths Chapter 158 – Shadows After the Storm
The room is dark—a private sanctuary deliberately shielded from the outside world, lit only by the cold, electric flicker of security footage playing across a bank of high-definition monitors. The hiss of static mingles with the muted sounds of gunfire, desperate screams, and final whispered words that echo from the grainy video files, creating a macabre symphony of destruction and despair.A solitary figure sits in a plush leather chair, draped in shadow like a second skin. Their silhouette remains deliberately obscured against the bluish glow of the screens, their posture a study in calculated composure—relaxed yet alert, like a predator at rest.One hand, encased in supple black leather gloves that creak softly with each subtle movement, swirls a crystal glass of deep red wine that catches fragments of light from the monitors. The other hand navigates across a wireless keyboard with practiced precision, switching camera angles with methodical purpose—rewinding, pausing, playing aga
Tangled Truths Chapter 157 – A Billionaire's Regret
The rain taps softly against the window of the hospital room, a quiet rhythm matching the slow, mechanical beat of the heart monitor. The droplets trace silver paths down the glass, distorting the city lights beyond—a world that continues to move forward, indifferent and unaware. It's been ten days since Flora was admitted, ten days that feel like both an eternity and a heartbeat.But inside this sterile room with its antiseptic scent and hushed whispers, time stands frozen.Lucas sits at her bedside, as he does every day. His once-immaculate suit is rumpled, his tie long discarded. Dark stubble shadows his jaw, and his fingers remain locked around hers—her delicate hand, pale and cool beneath his warm palm. Each time her fingers grow cold, panic flares in his chest until the warmth returns. His eyes are bloodshot—not from sleeplessness alone, though he's barely rested in days, but from something heavier, more profound. Regret. The kind that carves you hollow from the inside out, leav
Tangled Truths Chapter 156 – The Long Vigil
The steady beep of the heart monitor punctuates the silence with methodical precision—a metronome marking the fragile passage of time. Each sound confirms life, yet the stillness between reminds Lucas how tenuous that confirmation remains.White walls. Pale light. Sterile stillness. The antiseptic scent of hope hanging by threads.Flora lies unconscious, her body motionless against starched hospital sheets, her face eerily peaceful—too peaceful for someone who has always burned with such fierce intensity. An oxygen tube curves gently beneath her nose, the clear plastic a stark contrast against her ashen skin. Her arm is hooked to an IV, the transparent liquid dripping steadily, delivering medicine and sustenance to a body that refuses to wake. Beneath the stark white bandages and mottled purple-yellow bruises spreading across her visible skin, she looks fragile. Unbreakable in spirit, but painfully, devastatingly human in flesh.Lucas sits beside her, occupying the same vinyl chair he
Tangled Truths Chapter 155 – Love in Ruins
Flora's body is going cold in his arms, her warmth seeping away with each labored breath. The metallic scent of blood fills Lucas's nostrils, acrid and overwhelming, a sensory reminder of how close she is to slipping away.Lucas presses both hands to the wound in her shoulder with desperate pressure, trying to stop the bleeding, but the crimson keeps pouring through his fingers like time he can't rewind—relentless, unstoppable, mocking his futile attempts to halt its flow. Her blood stains his shirt, his skin, seeping into the very lines of his palms as if marking him forever with this moment."No, no, no... Flora, look at me," he whispers, his voice cracking like thin ice beneath too much weight. His golden eyes, still blazing with that otherworldly light, now glisten with unshed tears. "You're not going to leave me. Not now. Not like this." The words emerge as both command and plea, ragged with emotion he can no longer contain.Her eyes flicker open, barely—twin slivers of defiant l
Tangled Truths Chapter 154 – The Price of Vengeance
Flora's wrists ache where they're bound to the iron chair, raw skin chafing against unyielding metal. The room is dim and sterile—some kind of underground bunker that hums faintly with dormant power. A single overhead light casts long, dancing shadows across her bloodied face, illuminating the dried crimson trails that map her determination.Her lip is split, tasting of copper and defiance. Her breath comes ragged, each inhale a reminder of the bruised ribs beneath her torn shirt.But her spirit—unbroken. Unbending. Unyielding as the chains that bind her.The silence of the room is heavy, oppressive, until the metallic chains clink behind her as the heavy door creaks open, scraping against concrete with a grating finality.Evangeline walks in, heels clicking like precise gunshots against the floor, each step a declaration of power. She's flawless even in this place designed for cruelty—her black suit unwrinkled, her dark hair swept into an immaculate chignon, red lips curved in cold s
Tangled Truths Chapter 153 – Blood and Ashes
The air inside the ruined estate erupts like a storm finally snapping its leash after years of restraint. Dust motes that had been floating peacefully in shafts of moonlight scatter violently as the atmosphere itself seems to convulse with sudden violence.One second, Evangeline has the gun trained on Lucas, her crimson lips curved in a smile of anticipated triumph.The next—chaos explodes, shattering the moment into a thousand deadly fragments.Gunfire cracks through the cavernous space, sharp reports echoing off marble and stone. Shouts tear through the air like fabric ripping—commands, warnings, and cries of pain intermingling in a discordant symphony of combat. Glass shatters above as Serena's tactical team breaches from the second-floor windows, their dark forms rappelling down with military precision. Red laser sights scatter across stone walls like blood-colored fireflies, seeking targets in the swirling dust. Screams echo, bouncing between pillars and creating a disorienting c
Tangled Truths Chapter 152 – The Deadly Convergence
The abandoned estate on the city's outskirts stands like a forgotten monument to better days, cloaked in mist and history. Tendrils of fog curl around crumbling stone walls where stubborn vines reach skyward, nature slowly reclaiming what was once a testament to human opulence. Windows—once crystal clear and gleaming—are now clouded with grime and time, their glass panes fractured like spiderwebs, revealing nothing of the shadows that move within. Every creaking floorboard, every shifting shadow, every whisper of wind through broken eaves feels like secrets being exchanged between the past and present.Flora stands at the center of the decaying ballroom, her silhouette stark against the faded grandeur. She's dressed in unrelenting black—a tactical choice rather than one of mourning. The fabric is lightweight, allowing for quick movement, hugging her frame without restricting it. Her eyes, sharp and alert, scan the space methodically, cataloging every entrance, every shadow, every pote
Tangled Truths Chapter 151 – Fractures Beneath the Surface
Lucas stands in the hallway just outside the boardroom, Flora's words still burning in his ears like a brand seared into flesh. The industrial lighting overhead casts harsh shadows across his face, highlighting the tension in his jaw and the subtle tremor in his typically steady hands.She watches him with open desperation, hope flickering behind her tired eyes like the last embers of a dying fire. Her breath catches in the long silence stretching between them, painful and taut as a wire about to snap. Her beautiful blonde hair frames her face, making her look both vulnerable and determined at once.He says nothing at first. The weight of everything unsaid hangs between them, heavy as iron. Then—"I'll handle it," he says, voice low and rough."Lucas, please, you need to understand what she's—""I said I'll handle it," he snaps, the words cracking through the air like a whip.Flora recoils, blinking rapidly. The hope in her eyes dims, replaced by something harder, more resolute.He lo
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