บททั้งหมดของ VINCA'S REVENGE: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

All renowned reporters from the capital city were headed to The Efinson Hotel.Those who didn't get an invitation to the major press conference looked upon their colleagues with envy. They all heard that The lce King, as he was popularly known in the country, was about to release a statement that was going to change forces.Who wouldn't want to make a name for themselves and their company by covering such an event?Bernice's car was also in the convoy that was headed to the hotel. She was ready to make a huge scene if Frost insisted on making that outrageous announcement.Meanwhile, Vinca was just having the finishing touches done on her makeup. Frost had ordered her to undergo a full makeover for the event.*****In West County, a couple is seated on the couch in the living room with wine glasses in their hands as they talk about their day. The television is on but on low sound.In another house in the same county, a middle-aged man is helping his wife to sit up on the bed so that sh

The temperature of the water brought her back to reality. The more her memory came back, she promised not to remain bitter and face each day as it came. She still didn't have a full memory of her past life, so she refused to dwell on it.Damont's mind was in turmoil. He had just received a call from his Projects Manager confirming a meeting that had been scheduled with the CEO of Fortlink Enterprise Corporation.They had been waiting a long time to go into corporation with this mega company knowing that a deal with them was worth millions of dollars. Now the boss of the company turns out to be the fiancé of his supposedly dead fiancée? How was he to go about this now?Vinca had single-handedly started VilaBeau, a company that dealt in anything beauty. It started out as a cosmetics and beauty shop that grew into the biggest cosmetic company, making its own products that were sold in the country and also exported abroad.VilaBeau had its own manufacturing industry where beauty products

Vinca was running in a field that had acres of different species of flowers. She was giggling as a young woman ran after her."Honey stop, you are going to hurt yourself" She panted after the little girl.Getting close, she caught up with her and gave her a big hug, smothering her with kisses on her chubby cheeks. She then carried her in her arms and walked towards her husband.Vinca stretched her hands towards the young man wanting to be carried by him."Daddy, I want a pink flower" she looked up with a cute pout.Anything for you, my princess," he said as he lifted her up on his shoulder and went deeper into the field, followed by the young woman. Their daughter loved pink from the first time she could identify colours. Her room, her clothes, and even her utensils were pink.Spring was her favourite time of the year, so every spring, they would travel up to their flower farm just so they could see the joy on her face as she ran through the rows of flowers.The lady picked up a pink

With trembling hands, she tried zipping her slacks only for the man to pounce on her, felling her down. He was already spreading her legs and fighting to remove her slacks when she came out of shock.Screaming, she started scratching his face while he unzipped his trousers. With one swoop, he ripped open her slacks and panties. He tried to position his member while pinning the lady down, forcing her legs apart when he felt a sharp pain on his nape and passed out.Removing his overcoat, the driver helped Vinca up. She was shaking so much, she couldn't stand on her own as her knees had turned to jelly.Just thinking of what might have happened to her, she burst into tears, her heart racing like it would pop out of her mouth. He placed the coat on her shoulders and led her back to the truck.The leader kicked the third man hard on the chest and he flew, hitting a nearby tree. He then went ahead and started pounding on his face. He couldn't believe that this nincompoop had almost cost the

Tom held a glass of cognac, swirling it in his hands. On his face was a regretful look. Men rarely know how to comfort each other so Mr. V just let him take his time.Taking a drag on his cigarette, he rose to get a refill for himself. It was only 3 pm but they were already on their third refill. Since his friend seemed to have a lot on his mind, he had cleared his afternoon for him."Why did I make a wrong judgment back then? My son is now an influential businessman but he wants nothing to do with me" he said, sorrow carrying his voice."Tom, he is your son and you are the only living relative that he has. Why don't you meet with him and just explain yourself as you did right now?"Tom sighed heavily and rose from his seat. He paced up and down the office length, wishing to turn back the hands of time. He had accused him without listening to his explanation or thinking things through.Going through that fateful morning, he wondered why he was so blinded that he didn't see the loophol