LOGINAria
“We still haven’t gotten much information on him. But I looked into Lily and I found out she was with him twice last year during his vacation,” William says, looking at me. I gulped. I knew this was the case but I didn’t expect it to be true. “Give me the date.” William exchanged looks with one of his men and I knew the next thing I heard would shatter me. He sighed. “One on March 15th, then another on July 3rd.” “What?” I whispered. William sucked in a deep breath. “I looked into his finances and on June 28th, he purchased a luxury item. A House of Tiffany jewelry to be exact, and he got it in Lily’s name,” he told me. I haven’t recovered from the shock, but this one was worse. “We proceeded to look into the hotel they later checked into and looked into the security, and we were able to get these pictures,” he told me, handing some photographs to me. I took them slowly and they were all pictures of them. Walking around holding hands, on different dates, and in each picture, they both had the biggest smiles on their faces. One would think they were a happy couple just having fun and enjoying their holiday. In the last picture, she wore the jewelry proudly and it was glistening on her neck. “The vacation he went on March 15th, it was with a woman named Racheal. We also have pictures of them and things he bought around that time, but I don’t think there is a need to see that,” he said, mumbling the last part, taking the photos from me. I shook my head. I didn’t need to see it. All of this wouldn’t have hit me this much if July 3rd hadn’t been our fourth anniversary. I remembered clearly what happened around our anniversary. A week before the anniversary, Richard and I had gotten into a big argument over the same jewelry he got for Lily. It was a new collection and I wanted it. I love luxury items and love to wear new collections or limited collections. I had mentioned to Richard that I would like to get one for myself. He was very against it, and told me I loved to spend recklessly because I was fortunate. He went ahead to make me feel like a horrible human for simply wanting a piece of jewelry. And then, he left the house and I didn’t see Richard for the next two weeks. All my calls went to voicemail, his men were refusing to tell me where he was, and for those two weeks I was losing my mind. On our anniversary, I didn’t get a call from Richard, a gift, or even something as simple as a text message. But he was with my younger sister on that day, and worse, he got her that same jewelry I wanted. He took her on a vacation and acted like a doting husband to her while I was here worried he might be angry with me. He has never bought me any luxurious item or been thoughtful towards me. On our third anniversary, we went on a vacation that I paid for. All the dates and dinners we went on were sponsored by me. The only thing Richard had to give me was a small bouquet of lily pollen, and I am allergic to it, but Richard didn’t realize. He kept apologizing and shifting blame, but I wasn’t even offended. I was only happy he got me flowers. I had been the biggest fool. “Aria,” William called, placing his hand on my arm. I blinked and the tears rolled down. I didn’t even realize I was crying. “Excuse us,” he told his man, Chris, and he nodded, walking away. It was just us left, and he sat beside me on the couch. He cleaned my cheek softly. “There’s no use crying over him, Aria,” he mumbled. “He has always been a piece of shit.” I sniffed, looking at William brokenly. “I did everything for him, William. Does he hate me that much?” William shook his head. “No, Aria,” he said. “He doesn’t hate you. He is only jealous of you, jealous of what you have. And I am happy you finally know now, and you survived that crash. We can get our revenge.” “You knew of his affairs?” He nodded. “Yes, but I never suspected him and Lily. I didn’t think she was going to betray you that way. After the incident, I began to look into Richard. That’s how I connected the dots to the family,” he told me. I looked away, breathing out into my palm. My heart was aching, but I didn’t dare cry out. “I have been in this penthouse for two weeks and Richard hasn’t visited me once. He doesn’t care about my health. He must be with Lily,” I said. “You are right. He followed her to her last appointment and he is posing as her brother-in-law. All his attention is on her pregnancy,” he replied. I sucked in a deep breath again. I have always wanted to have our child, but Richard was, of course, against it. We always used protection, and on the days when things happened fast and we didn’t use protection, the next day he would force me to take contraceptives. He would give excuses that he wasn’t ready for a child, and I believed him. Throughout our years of dating and being married, I have never been pregnant once. “I think I am ready to make a comeback. I have healed enough,” I told William. “We should wait a bit. You are still experiencing fatigue. Coming back now can overwhelm you,” he told me, but I turned to him sharply. “I am not saying this as your friend, William, or your god daughter. I am telling you this as a boss to an employee. If I stay one more week in this penthouse I will lose my mind. I will go crazy,” I snapped, looking into his eyes. He nodded. “What day should I fix?” I thought about it. I wanted to make it as grand as possible. The media has been curious if I survived the accident and my family and team have been silent. This is the time to make a headline. “Mr. Vincenzo is launching his new business this Saturday night, right?” I asked. “Yes.” “That’s perfect. Richard must be attending. Get me an invite,” I told him. He nodded. “Call Martha. I want my entrance to be as grand as possible,” I told him, and he nodded. Martha is the head of my glam team. She is the best and knows what’s best for me. On Saturday night, I am going to be back fully, and this time, they are all going to pay. William stood up and left, and I walked to the balcony. I looked at the beautiful city, admiring the sunny sky. The gentle breeze hit my face and I smiled. But my smile was different from the turmoil happening inside of me. My heart was heavy and aching with revenge. I would take away everything from them and leave them with nothing. They are all going to suffer for what they did to me. Especially Richard and Lily. She used to be my younger sister who I loved so much. I did everything she asked of me and the world knows how she was always right by my side. The media referred to it as sister goals. She was always right by my side and I looked at her with pride. I thought I raised a decent human being who would always make me proud, but I had no idea how equally evil her heart was. She didn’t think of how I would feel, not once. None of them did. When my revenge begins, I won’t think of them or how they would feel. I don’t care whose life would be lost or destroyed. I won’t stop until I am satisfied and I have paid their evil with evil.Three Years Later“No, Grayson,” I said, stopping my son from ruining his birthday cake.He laughed loudly, stretching his little hands towards it.“Grayson!”The loud voice boomed through the room, and he immediately stopped.“He only listens to you,” I breathed, shaking my head at my son and husband.“That’s because you’ve spoiled him rotten,” Wayne replied.“You did the same to Heather.”Wayne laughed, knowing I was right. Heather was only two months old, yet she already had her father wrapped around her little finger.“Let’s gather around, everyone!” I called out to our guests.Today was our first child’s birthday. Grayson was celebrating his second birthday, and I had woken up feeling unusually emotional. It was incredible how quickly my life had changed. Years ago, I had been married to someone who couldn’t care less about me. Now, I had a beautiful family and a husband who would move mountains for me.After waking up from my coma, I finally remembered what had happened on the n
WayneI smiled as I finished setting the table. Loud music played in the background, accompanied by the sound of soft laughter filling the room.“I can’t wait to eat this,” Tiffany said, eyeing the enormous turkey sitting in the middle of the table.“You’re literally a chef. Why are you so excited about eating someone else’s food?”“Why don’t you mind your business?” Tiffany shot back.I laughed as they exchanged playful banter.Today was Thanksgiving, and I had decided to host dinner with my friends. It had been a while since we all gathered like this, and I wanted us to spend some quality time together.“Hey.”Ben moved closer to me, and I raised an eyebrow.“When are you going to pop the question?” he asked.“What question?”“You know exactly what I’m talking about, Wayne. Look at her.”I followed his gaze and found myself staring at Aria. She was playing with William’s three-month-old son, a beautiful smile spread across her face as she cooed at the baby. Her hair fell loosely aro
Aria “Are you on your way?” Wayne asked over the phone as I walked towards my car.“Yes, I’m just about to get into my car,” I replied.“Alright, hurry up. I’ve missed you.” His voice flowed through my phone, and I laughed.“I’ll be with you shortly,” I told him before hanging up.I got into my car. It had been three months since Richard was arrested, and the police had been digging deeper into the case involving his family. It turned out that I was right. Richard had been hiding a lot of information on that flash drive. All the illegal funds he had stolen, the people he had bribed, everything. There were also clips of his family on it. Although he hadn’t confessed to killing them, it was obvious.It turned out that Richard had been adopted by his family and had been living under a different identity. His real name, as registered at the orphanage, was Scott. Before he was accepted by the Smiths, he had been in different foster homes, and the parents had always mysteriously died in ho
AriaHours passed by, and I was finally done attending to everyone. I walked into my office, not expecting to be welcomed by a harsh slap across my face. I hissed, holding my cheek as I looked up.“Is this some sort of a joke to you?!” Quinn yelled. “How dare you? How dare you do this to him?!”William rushed in at the sound of her screaming, and I stared at Richard, who was seated on the couch with obvious anger dancing across his face.I chuckled lightly. “So it’s fine if you two dupe people out of their hard work, but it’s a crime when the person retaliates?” I asked, and she looked at me, her mouth hanging open.I scoffed. “You didn’t really think I lost my memories after all these months, did you?”They both stared at me in shock. Richard looked up, appearing as pale as a ghost. I laughed harder, folding my arms.“I never lost my memory. I remembered your betrayal immediately after I woke up from my coma. I know about your and Lily’s relationship. I know the child belongs to you.
AriaCamera flashes erupted as Ryan pulled up in front of the building. I exhaled, adjusting my suit as I watched the paparazzi crowd around my car. Outside, my security guards were already working to create a clear path for me.The past few days had been surprisingly peaceful. I had been working from Wayne’s house, enjoying the quiet and keeping my distance from the unnecessary drama surrounding Richard.I had no idea what he was up to, and frankly, I couldn’t care less. However, about five days ago, I had finally responded to his endless messages and calls. I sent a formal notice to my board of directors and Richard, informing them of an important announcement I intended to make.And now, that announcement was about to happen. Today, I will officially announce the merger between my company and Richard’s. I could hardly contain my excitement at the thought of seeing everyone’s reactions, especially Richard’s. He had already signed the agreement without fully understanding what he was
AriaWayne parked in front of the building, and I looked outside the window.“Wow, it’s bigger than I thought,” I mumbled.“Let’s go in,” Wayne said, and I nodded. We both got out of the car, and I grabbed the flower bouquet and two gift bags from the backseat. Wayne took the gift bags, and we walked toward the building.Her restaurant was bigger than I had anticipated, with a spacious parking lot. In front of the restaurant was a large sign that read Tiffany’s Table. Even before stepping inside, I could tell this was a modern, mature establishment with elegant furnishings. The building itself was beautiful, situated in a prime location. Cars were parked outside, and I couldn’t help but feel proud and happy for her.Wayne held the door open for me, and we walked in. It was a warm, modern cafe with light wooden tables, soft brown chairs, hanging lights, and plenty of green plants set against cream walls featuring tall, arched wooden designs. I loved the ambiance—the catchy music playin







