All Chapters of Revenge with the billionaire's secret babies.: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Take her out now! Bianca yelled this time.Her voice rose in a sharp, commanding yell, but her face betrayed no fury only ridicule. Her lips curled into a smirk between the words, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement as though the scene itself entertained her. “Get them out of here!” she barked, her tone echoing with authority, yet every flicker of her expression mocked the one being dragged away. Even as she shouted, there was laughter hidden in the arch of her brow and the tilt of her chin, a silent taunt that cut deeper than the order itself.Amanda who was looking directly at her could see her expression. It was very funny but this was the exact way she had pictured her face.She pictured her as beautiful. Her beauty was undeniable striking cheekbones, lips painted with a perfect, enticing curve, and eyes that could hold a man captive with a single glance. Yet beneath that allure, there lingered something chilling. Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed wit

In this chapter we will be talking about something different, I am sure you are just as eager as me to know what happened to Isabel. Well life was taking a toil on her. Everything they had stolen was taken back with the help of the authorities. The evidence and statement her so called father Mr gold out against them made it impossible for them.Mr Samson you have to understand me, you cannot just pull out of the business. I promise you that everything is going to be fine. Will make sure of that. She said to him as he sat at the conference table. He was the only one left. He wanted to leave too but she needed him to stay.Are you serious? You have nothing young to miss. In fact the company had already been sold, so tell me how you plan to change things.Yes but it's only because we have a little issue. And I am very sure if you stay, the rest of them will come back and then we can get the company back. Isabel said. Her tone carried an almost hypnotic steadiness measured, deliberate, a

What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.Can't you see that Lucien can't remember you? Do you think it's normal? He is the one you talked about having multiple split personalities right?He studied her carefully, the weight of unease pressing hard against his chest. The had that feeling it had to do with Lucien but he didn't say anything even though it was gnawing at him for days, and tonight he couldn’t silence them any longer. His voice came out lower than he intended, steady but edged w

Take her out now! Bianca yelled this time.Her voice rose in a sharp, commanding yell, but her face betrayed no fury only ridicule. Her lips curled into a smirk between the words, her eyes gleaming with cruel amusement as though the scene itself entertained her. “Get them out of here!” she barked, her tone echoing with authority, yet every flicker of her expression mocked the one being dragged away. Even as she shouted, there was laughter hidden in the arch of her brow and the tilt of her chin, a silent taunt that cut deeper than the order itself.Amanda who was looking directly at her could see her expression. It was very funny but this was the exact way she had pictured her face.She pictured her as beautiful. Her beauty was undeniable striking cheekbones, lips painted with a perfect, enticing curve, and eyes that could hold a man captive with a single glance. Yet beneath that allure, there lingered something chilling. Her smile never quite reached her eyes; instead, they gleamed wit

What are you saying Curtis? Her eyes lifted slowly, as though it weighed down by years of silence, but within them flickered something fragile like the first spark of dawn piercing through the thickest night. It wasn’t loud, it wasn’t certain, yet it was there, trembling but alive. Hope shimmered in her gaze, a quiet glow that dared to believe in better days, even while her lips remained still. To anyone watching closely, it was as if her soul had leaned forward, hoping to find something that wasn't there before. Hoping to find some light.Can't you see that Lucien can't remember you? Do you think it's normal? He is the one you talked about having multiple split personalities right?He studied her carefully, the weight of unease pressing hard against his chest. The had that feeling it had to do with Lucien but he didn't say anything even though it was gnawing at him for days, and tonight he couldn’t silence them any longer. His voice came out lower than he intended, steady but edged w