Revenge Vows of the Billionaire's Ex のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 71 - チャプター 80

AUTHOR’S POV Amanda eyed her phone with irritation and mild fear. It was the fourth time the stupid thing had vibrated for the fourth time in less than ten minutes, and she didn’t need to turn the phone over to know who was calling. The phone stopped and picked up again almost immediately and Amanda felt like ripping her hair out from frustration. She turned the phone over and saw the screen flashing with the same dreaded name. Evil bitch. The name she had used to save the woman who gave birth to her. That woman didn’t deserve to be given the title of a mother. “Why is she still calling?” Amanda muttered angrily, “I already told her I would let her know when I had the money. Did I tell them to bury their nose and ass so deep into debt?” She silenced the call again, but she knew it was useless. It didn’t matter how many times she declined their calls, they would call again, alternating between her father and mother phones. There was one time they called with a strange number a

AUTHOR’S POV“I don’t get it,” Malone spoke up after a while of silence. Jeremy had gotten Milo to calm down and the little boy was drifting in and out of sleep.“Get what?” Jeremy asked with a frown as he adjusted Milo so he could be comfortable. “If the little dude misses his mother, why don’t you just take him to her? I’m sure you are more than capable of buying the child a plane ticket” Malone asked.“I wish it was that simple” Jeremy spoke softly as his fingers gently combed Milo’s hair to make sure he was comfortable. “It’s complicated” he said looking at Malone who was watching him. “Everything about you is complicated, Jer Bear” Malone chuckled, and Jeremy laughed. “Tell me about it” he said but he wasn’t complaining. He loved his life and was grateful for every moment Elle gave him love and a home. Ever since she gave him her last name, Elle had never made him feel like he was adopted. She loved him like she loved Milo. Like they shared the same blood and that was why he

ELLEWhen I woke up, I had venom dripping through my veins and Sophie sensed it when I walked out of the house.I was taking my anger and guilt for what happened to Milo and needed somewhere or a bunch of fools to dump them on and I knew just the perfect people for that. Sophie was quiet beside me as we rode the elevator to the top floor where the meeting would be held. She didn’t even try to give me any of her usual cheery optimism and the only sound was the soft ding of each floor ticking by as I adjusted the sleeves of my ivory blazer.“Do you need coffee?” Sophie asked quietly and I eyed the cup in her hand and shook my head. I didn’t need coffee this morning.I needed blood but since that would be illegal, I could settle for some torment. The elevator opened and I stepped out, ready to burn some rot. “They’re already inside,” Sophie murmured, adjusting her glasses as she checked her tablet when we got tot the door.I pushed the door open and stepped inside. Twelve shareholders

AUTHOR’S POVAiden allowed Eleanor pull him out of the store but he couldn’t stop glancing back at Elle with a frown on his face. There was something in the way she looked at him. The hostility was too much for someone she had just meant. Something was wrong with that lady and he didn’t like how her glares made him feel guilty. Like he had offended her. He slowed down and tugged on Amanda’s hand so she could slow down. He understood that she was upset, and he was doing everything he could to make it up to her. “Wait, Eleanor” he called “Slow down first. I need to ask you something” Aiden told her, making them stop just in front of three stores away from the one they had exited. “Dad? Is everything okay?” Eleanor turned to him with the same innocent and worried expression she used to give him before, and it warmed his heart to see that she still cared so much. “Are you sure it’s safe for you and Eliza to remain at the Blackwell’s estate? Especially with Elle there?”Amanda blinked

AUTHOR’S POV Amanda couldn’t wipe the smile off her face as the car rolled to a stop in front of the Blackwell’s mansion. She hadn’t stopped smiling and didn’t plan to. She had mapped out a whole plan in her head that was going to succeed no matter what now that she had the money and her hands were itching to start. She didn’t wait for Eliza as she practically jumped out of the race and raced towards the house. She could feel victory at the tip of her fingers, and she could not wait to catch it. Behind her, small Eliza could barely keep up. The shoes her grandpa had bought for her were in a bag which she held as she ran after her mother with a smile on her face. Today was one of those rare days her mother treated her kindly and let her pick what she wanted to she was eager to spend the rest of the day with her as she never made time for her. To Eliza, this was a golden opportunity. “Mummy?” she ran after Amanda who didn’t bother to turn back as her head was buried in her phon