บททั้งหมดของ The Veil of Vengeance: Love, Betrayal and Redemption : บทที่ 81 - บทที่ 90

As I meet up with Alberto at the required location, I can’t help but feel grateful for his assistance.“Thanks once again. You don’t know how much this means to me .” I say gently closing the door of the car.“You didn’t get it from me.”“Sure.”As I scan through the list my eyes catches a familiar name.“Russell?”“What about him? He is a friend of the family, Fabio’s very good friend if I may add.”“That pig.” I trace the date and time of call and add two and two together. “Is there something I should know?”I narrate the entire incident from the very beginning and the recent confrontation at the mall.“Cristos!” Alberto exclaims.“I was bluffing about the recording. I felt that would rattle him up a bit.”“Russell is a very powerful man and if he thinks you have a recording of such a despicable act, best believe he’ll do everything he can to get rid of it and anyone that tries to stop him. If they find out she has no recording, they are coming after you or someone close to you. Be

Never have I envisaged that life could be filled with so much rollercoasters. Is this the universe trying to pay me for all the evil I've done? Is it just me or other people go through the same or maybe even worse? Maybe someone foresaw my life unfold way before I existed and came up with the saying ‘Life is not a bed of roses.’My mind wanders back to J. Why am I depending solely on his help? It feels like too many hours have gone by. Rather than sit and wait for a saviour, why can't I save myself? But I don't know how guarded the place is or where Valentina is. It will be foolish to play saviour with no details of anything. I may have been trained by the Mafia lord but as it is, I'll leave the Vandam glory to him. For now, I really need to know that Valentina is safe.Just as I am thinking, A heated argument erupts. I try to strain my ears further but it seems like it's happening a tad bit farther from here. Suddenly the conversation appears more audible as foot steps approach towar

Navigating the path to recovery alongside Marco has been a source of solace for me, each day bringing us closer to healing. Yet, amidst the progress, a pang of guilt tugs at my conscience for the brief moments I spent with my family before coming down here to ensure his recovery knowing the ordeal they've been through in my absence. I know in no time, we will all recover from this fully, however , the mere sight of burger now triggers memories I’d rather forget, serving as a stark reminder of the trauma we endured.Russell’s once formidable power now seems futile in the face of justice. The weight of his crimes has caught up with him, and he’s facing the full force of the law for his heinous acts. Attempted murder and kidnapping charges now loom over him, ensuring he’ll pay the price for his atrocities, a sentence I’m determined to see through to the end.The depth of Marco’s commitment, evidenced by his arranging our release and his willingness to take a bullet on my behalf, fills m

I continue my movement towards the dining table,when I got to Becca’s side, she flashes me a smile that looks full of an emotion I can’t place my hands on. I stare back at her trying to figure out what’s going on but she is already focused on the setting the table. Valentina, on the other hand, resolutely avoids my eyes.I take my seat on the chair directly opposite my father’s with my injured arm in an awkward position, ready to start asking my father a boatload of question but his voice stops me.“Everything smells nice,” father says while pulling his empty plate closer to himself, ready for the food. “It was becoming difficult to wait for you before eating.”Maybe I should focus on breakfast too, my questions can wait.“I’m sorry to have kept you guys waiting, it’s sometimes difficult to get dressed without help.” I raise my injured arm as a form of explanation.“It’s fine Marco”, it is Becca who replies this time. “It’s great to see you up and about the house already.”I smile

"I want all the juicy details. Are you two getting back together? Does his father still glare at you with contempt? And what about his mother, is she back in the picture?" Chiara rattles off questions in rapid succession."Can I at least catch my breath? I just walked in, Chiara. The least you can do is help me unpack," I reply, half-teasingly.She rolls her eyes, opening my box. "Girl, spill the tea. I saw you blushing the minute you stepped out of your car. I knew something was up.""How did you even know I was arriving today?""You sound like you're not happy to see me," she says, pouting."I am, it's just that I wasn't expecting to be ambushed.""Quit the drama. I'm being helpful. I came to check up on your mom, and she mentioned you'd be coming in today, so I stayed back.""Well, I think Marco and I are back together," I announce, fanning my cheeks."No way! Now this is what I've been waiting to hear. It's about time. Tell me everything!"I recount the morning's events and our co