All Chapters of MY BILLIONAIRE'S REVENGE : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30
79 Chapters
TWENTY ONE
KAREN Inside my car, I was shocked at myself for having the guts to talk to Devon like that. I worried he would be angry and might do something stupid. I wouldn't be surprised if I went home and saw him waiting for me there. But no matter what, I still loved him. My love for him was deep and pure. If only he could have seen my love for what it was and not as a pretense. I decided I must win back his love. He had loved me before, and he could do it again. All I had to do was look for evidence to prove my innocence and show him how deeply I loved him. Where did I start in proving myself innocent, I thought? I had to start somewhere. I began by searching his office. That seemed like the only clue. Maybe he misplaced a file and mistakenly thought I stole it. I remembered going to his office shortly before he started hating me. It didn't matter what, but I had to try from somewhere anyway, so I made up my mind. I parked the car in front of my house, but I didn'
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TWENTY TWO
KAREN After successfully evading the traffic, I finally arrived at Frank Eatery. It was located in a less crowded place. Still, it didn't lack customers; the eatery was actually more crowded than the street. I parked carefully in the parking lot before alighting. Just as I was about to enter the eatery, I mistakenly ran into someone, and my handbag fell. Surprisingly, the person I ran into didn't get angry but instead helped me pick up my handbag. "I'm sorry, miss, I wasn't looking," he apologized with a smile. He was quite handsome and tall; he also seemed good-natured and easy to talk to. I smiled back at him. "You are too polite, sir; I am the one that is supposed to apologize to you. You are such a good gentleman," I complimented. The man smiled bashfully. "I feel flattered, miss. My name is Paul; what do I call you, miss?" "Karen, my name is Karen. It's nice to meet you, Mr. Paul," I intoned. "It's a pleasure; mind if I treat you to a meal?"
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TWENTY THREE
KARENThe next day, I woke up as usual and had a quick breakfast. I decided to visit Devon at the office. Of course, the main reason I was visiting was because I wanted to find an opportunity to look around his office to see if I can find anything useful. His office was a full thirty minutes drive away, one of the most beautiful skyscrapers the city had to offer, and his office was at the penthouse. I had taken it for granted that because of our relationship, I'd have unrestricted access to his office, but that didn't seem to be the case. I was stopped by a pretty receptionist as I tried to get on the private lift that went directly to his office. "Hello, Miss. No unauthorized personalities are allowed up here; whatever you have could be settled here," she said politely on the surface, but I could feel the disdain in her voice. "I'm sorry; I'm looking for the CEO," I replied with a smile. The girl looked at me as if I were mad. "You're looking for the CEO? Are you
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TWENTY FOUR
KAREN   Today was the worst day of my life. After pleading with Devon, he refused to believe me and kept insisting that I snitch on his rivals to get information.        I felt someone staring at me. I turned and saw Devon's assistant turning her face away. I couldn't  tell what was  wrong with that one, but I had a lot on my mind at the moment, I could care less about her.        Inside my car, I bit my lower lip, trying my best not to cry. I did not want to always appear weak. I drove off at first, heading the direction of my office,  but when I was almost at my beauty salon, I made a turn and started heading for Alice's salon. Perhaps it was because I needed someone to talk to right now and had acted out of instinct.       "What's wrong, Keran?" Alice asked worriedly when she saw me.       "Alice
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TWENTY FIVE
KAREN   It was Sunday, I woke up glad to be free from work at least. I decided to go over to Alice's house to spend a little time with her I had nothing to do anyway.     Stretching a bit till my sore joints popped, I headed off to the bathroom. If I stayed motivated, I could go throughy daily beauty routine. My thoughts on motivation didn't last long though, as Devon’s call came in, cutting my thought process, and as usual, sending my heart pounding in a mixture of fear and anticipation at what he would say next.        "Hello, my little Karen." His voice sounded cold. Why had I expected otherwise?        "Devon, how are you doing?" I asked sincerely.       "Don't act as if you care; I'm good anyway. Your betrayal didn't manage to get to my heart just as you have wished for," he replied.     &nb
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TWENTY SIX
KAREN     The call disconnected and I stared at the screen blankly. Did Devon set me up just now? He wanted me to sleep with his rival for information. I swore never to do such a thing.       The door of the private dining room opened, and a potbellied middle-aged man walked in. His eyes lit up when he saw me.       "Wow, today's catch is very good. It seems like the hotel manager is improving more and more," he said happily and walked up to me.       "What is your name, fine lass?" He asked amiably. I stared at him cautiously.      "Who are you?" I asked.       He appeared surprised by my question. "Of course, I am Wilson Albert whom you are supposed to meet, of course," he answered.       "Sorry, I didn't know who I was supposed to meet," I replied
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TWENTY SEVEN
DEVON   Outside the hotel, inside a small coffee shop that was opposite it, I sat calmly by a window overlooking the hotel, waiting for my men to bring news for me.       "Indeed, I had purposely set Karen up so she would sleep with Wilson and try to obtain any relevant information. Women have always been men's weakness, and he knows how to employ them well. And in the case of Keran, she is already with them anyway."      My phone rang, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Hello, what's the situation?" I answered coldly.      "Boss, she ran out of the private dining room and didn't look violated. Mr. Wilson was lying on the ground in pain, holding his crotch area. I'm sure you can guess what happened," he said carefully.      So she still chooses to pretend. She doesn't want to sleep with him, right? Perhaps I will find another
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TWENTY EIGHT
KAREN I was awoken by the rays of sunlight that forced its way through the window. I felt a heavy headache. I had slept very late yesterday after crying all night long.    Trying to get up, I was surprised to find out that my hands had been untied; I sighed. I stood up and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were all swollen from crying all night long. My hair was very disheveled; I was looking so haggard.    Devon went too hard last night and even took me in with my hands tied. My lower body was still feeling the pains of last night's activity; it was really intense.     The door opened, and Devon walked in. He looked at me coldly. "You look like crap right now, go and wash up so you can have breakfast. I have ordered some clothes for you."    "So you are satisfied now, right?" I questioned him. &n
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TWENTY NINE
LAURA  It was raining heavily outside. There was a knock on the door. I went to open it.     "Who is there?"      "It's me," the person answered from outside. It was Stephan's voice, so I opened the door.     "What are you doing here at this time, Stephan, and why did you come with the rain?" I scolded.     "Sorry, but I didn't mean to. The rain caught me on the way," he replied nonchalantly.     "What do you want?" I asked.     "I want to inform you that the plan is working out perfectly," he replied leisurely.     "Is that all? How can you be here at this time just to tell me this?" I mocked.     "You are indeed smart," he said while pulling off his raincoat and carelessly placing i
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THIRTY ONE
KAREN  Devon sighed, and I could feel that he was relieved; so was I. If Grandpa Grey was aware of the whole matter, it might not be all that advantageous for me and might actually be disadvantageous, assuming they believed Devon over me. I would be in deep trouble more than I was in now if the Greys ever thought that I betrayed them.    They could deal with anybody in America, so what do I count for to them? Devon coughed dryly. "It isn't exactly like you think, Grandpa Grey. Perhaps you should ask your daughter-in-law," he said while gesturing at me. Everyone turned to face me, including Grandma Grey.She had a vicious glare on her face, and it was as if she was saying, "See, I knew from the start that you are up to no good."Anger started welling up inside me. I didn't do anything wrong, so why would she hate me that much, and what does Devon mean by passing the blame to me? I didn't do anything wr
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