2. Plan for Revenge

Enola was sitting in front of her dressing table, combing her hair that night. Her eyes were fixed on her reflection in the mirror, but her mind was busy thinking about her plan for revenge.

She glanced at her cell phone lying on the dressing table, her hand reaching to touch the screen. The screen revealed a photo of a handsome but stern-looking young man with sharp eyes. Enola could guess the aura that the man in the photo exuded from his appearance: a dominant figure who was feared by many.

“King of Hell, a very fitting nickname for Damian Cassel.” Enola stared at Damian’s photo with a faint, inspired smile.

The Cassel family’s reputation was already well known in this city. They were a conglomerate family in the luxury hotel and restaurant industry. The Cassel Group controlled a network of five-star hotels, fine-dining restaurants, and luxury resorts at home and abroad.

Damian Cassel is the principal heir who will inherit this large business empire, replacing his half-brother, the president director. Damian currently holds the young CEO position of Cassel Group and Genaral Manager of Royal Cassel Hotel, the most luxurious flagship hotel in the city.

No wonder Reginald is so ambitious about partnering with this conglomerate family. Spark Winery will become a world-class wine company.

“If I can get close to Damian and use him as my tool... I can definitely turn things around.” Enola stared at Damian’s photo with fervent desire as she weighed the plan in her mind.

She thought it was a brilliant idea that had suddenly popped into her head. A slight smile graced Enola’s face as she thought about the plan. The Cassel family could be a good tool to help her regain her inheritance.

Enola got up from her seat and walked towards her bedroom balcony. The Spark Winery vineyard stretched as far as the eye could see, like a black carpet in the night. Her gray eyes sparkled as she looked at the hectares of grapevines that were the mainstay of her parents’ company.

“Mom, Dad, I must take back what is rightfully mine. Even if I have to deal with death, I don’t want to die with regrets.” Enola whispered into the night air, which carried the scent of wine to her sense of smell, allowing her to enjoy the sensation of sipping wine for a moment.

Someone knocked on Enola’s door, distracting her from entering and opening the door. A female servant stood at her door. Enola pulled the young woman’s hand to enter her room and closed the door.

“Miss Spark, I just heard at the dinner table that your uncle has arranged a meeting with the Cassel family tomorrow.” The young servant’s information succeeded in putting Enola in a good mood.

“It seems like the heavens heard my prayers.” Enola’s mind expressed her gratitude.

“Where will they meet?” Enola’s eyes lit up as she eagerly awaited the information.

“Cassel Sky Lounge. Party,” the female servant replied confidently. Enola nodded as she thought about her plans for tomorrow.

“Thank you, Luna. You’re the best.” Enola hugged Luna, the maid loyal to her since her parents died.

“Luna, I want you to do something for me.” Enola’s serious gaze conveyed her high expectations, and Luna waited for her orders. Enola showed her a photo of a black halter dress with beads made of small diamonds on the top edge of the dress.

“Bring me this dress from Clarine’s room and the Mondial long earrings, deliver them to me before seven o’clock tomorrow evening,” Luna responded to Enola’s instructions with a firm nod.

Enola chose to go to bed early tonight, and her mind was already planning for tomorrow night’s party.

“One more step, and I will win before they can act.” Enola’s mind murmured this motivational phrase before closing her eyes.

**

A thin crystal glass held a blood-red liquid with a strong, sweet aroma. It accompanied a handsome man enjoying the night view from his bedroom balcony.

A sip of wine helped him think about the match that his stepbrother had arranged for him.

“Marriage? It is a ridiculous plan!” Damian cursed before taking another sip of wine. He was fed up with his stepbrother’s plans to control his life.

Damian was working hard tonight to think of a way to counter Adrian’s plan this time. He knew this marriage was just a tactic to gain more support and pressure him, but Damian didn’t expect his stepbrother to think of this way to get rid of him.

The aroma of wine from Damian’s breath was so sweet and seductive as he exhaled loudly through his mouth. The scent wafted through the air along with his distracted thoughts.

Tomorrow, he had to meet his future fiancée. Damian could think of several reasons to avoid the meeting, but the woman from the Spark family intrigued him.

“Clarine Reginald. Are you really useful to Adrian?” Damian stared at his empty wine glass as he asked the question.

The relationship between the Spark and Cassel families had always been strictly business. Still, Damian never expected that business relationship to develop into something closer, and he would be the one sacrificed to smooth the way for that relationship.

Someone knocked on Damian’s door, distracting him for a moment. He left the balcony to open the door. A waiter was delivering a suit for him.

“Deputy director, this is an order from the director for you. Royal Cassel Hotel sky lounge, seven o’clock tomorrow evening. Your meeting with Miss Clarine.” The male servant reminded Damian again about the meeting Adrian had arranged for him.

Damian just nodded as he took the suit wrapped in a parachute coat. The opening party for the Royal Cassel Hotel’s sky lounge is tomorrow night. Damian smiled mockingly as he thought about the time Adrian had chosen for him to meet his fiancée. It was very well planned, but he could easily guess what would happen.

Damian hung the suit in his wardrobe and then moved from the walk-in closet to his bed. After turning on the bedside lamp, Damian stared at the ceiling of his room, the atmosphere of his bedroom looking dim. He was thinking about tomorrow’s party at the Cassel Royal Hotel.

“Adrian, I hope you can show me your true colors,” Damian whispered before closing his eyes to sleep.