Semua Bab Gina's Revenge: Return of the Heiress : Bab 101 - Bab 110

Gina's POVI crossed my legs, tapping my nails against the glass table between me and Lana. The soft clicks echoed through the dimly lit room, but my mind was too clouded with rage to focus on anything but Elena. She thought she could betray me and walk away unscathed? No. I would make sure she regretted ever crossing me. Lana leaned forward, her voice low and careful. “We need to be smart about this. If we rush, she’ll slip through our fingers.” “She won’t.” My voice was sharp, unwavering. “I’ll make sure of it.” I had spent months building my influence, ensuring no one dared challenge me. And yet, Elena—someone I had once considered useful—had turned against me. She thought she was clever, thought she could outmaneuver me. She was wrong. Lana smirked. “We could set a trap. Make her come to us instead of chasing her down.” I narrowed my eyes. “And how do you suggest we do that?” Before she could answer, the door creaked open. I immediately straightened as Alex walked in

Julian's POVThe evening had been quiet, peaceful even. For once, there was no tension in the air, no lingering arguments or unspoken words left to cut through the silence. We sat around the dining table, the warm glow from the chandelier casting soft shadows across the room. Monica sat to my right, Lily to my left, the clinking of silverware against plates the only sound filling the space. I had almost allowed myself to enjoy the moment when the front door swung open without warning. The sudden intrusion made Lily and Monica pause mid-bite, both of them turning toward the entrance with questioning expressions. A woman stepped inside, her presence commanding yet elegant. She was dressed in a fitted navy blue dress, her long dark hair cascading over her shoulders in loose waves. A confident smirk played on her lips as she scanned the room before locking eyes with me. "Julian," she said smoothly, setting down her purse and walking toward me. It took me a second to process the

Elena's POV I sat on the couch, staring directly into their terrified eyes, my fingers toying with my gun.“I know you you must be curious about who I am, but trust me, you don't want to know. I'm just a nobody who felt used.”Julian lifted his finger, “can I ask a question?”I shrugged, “feel free”“How do you know Gina?”“I was just a simple house girl in her home. When she needed someone who would work as a spy for her, I made myself available.” I said.Silence enveloped the room, all of them dealing with their own thoughts.“You know I'm not actually sorry about Lily's miscarriage. Gina only wanted to return the favor.” I smirked, noting the change in facial expressions and stirs. But of course, they can't voice out their aggressions, for fear of being shot.I wasn’t the type to beg, far from it, but here I was, sitting in Julian’s living room, facing three pairs of eyes that probably wished I were dead. The tension in the air was suffocating, thick enough to strangle me. Julia

Elena's POV For some reason, Julian remained quiet. I expected some hesitation, maybe even an argument, but Julian’s reaction still irritated me. The moment I laid out my plan—to expose Gina and use the truth of Lily’s miscarriage as leverage—Julian leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest, brows furrowed in deep thought. His hesitation was written all over his face, and I knew exactly what he was about to say before the words even left his mouth. "I don’t know if we should go through with this," he muttered, shaking his head. "Saxton’s Empire… I need their funding." Silence stretched across the room. For a second, I thought I’d misheard him. "Excuse me?" I said, my tone sharper than I intended. Julian sighed, rubbing his temples. "Look, Elena, I get it. Gina is dangerous, manipulative, and she’s hurt us all. But Saxton’s Empire is one of the biggest financial players in the country. I’ve been trying to get in negotiations with them for months now, trying to secure

Gina's POVThe morning sun barely filtered through my bedroom curtains as I fastened the delicate clasp of my necklace. I had barely slept, my mind racing all night with thoughts of Elena and the impossible situation she had trapped me in. I told myself I could handle it. That I had faced worse threats before. But this wasn’t just about power or business. This was about survival. Just as I slipped on my heels, my phone vibrated on the nightstand. I already knew who it was before I picked it up. Elena.With a deep breath, I opened the message. “9 AM. Abandoned warehouse near the East Docks. Alone. Don’t make me regret giving you this chance.”My fingers clenched around the phone. The East Docks. Of course, she’d choose an isolated place. She wanted me cornered, helpless. But she had underestimated me. I would go. I had no choice. But I wouldn’t walk into her trap blindly. I was still lost in thought when the bedroom door opened, and I felt warm hands slide around my waist