Semua Bab Love for revenge: Bab 61 - Bab 70

After a fairly calm drive, we finally arrive at our destination. I take Nathan's hand as I step out of the car. My eyes lift, and I find myself lost in the grand venue standing before us. Nathan gently pulls me along toward the entrance, where we give our names. Without delay, we're granted access."It's beautiful," I whisper, still mesmerized by every corner of the place."They went all out with the decorations this year," he replies with indifference, though I can’t hide how enchanted I am. It’s my first time at an event like this, and everything feels almost magical.Maybe it’s the festive air that surrounds everything, or the way people beam with joy and chatter fills the atmosphere. Whatever it is, it warms my heart and lifts my spirits."You look happy," Nathan murmurs, wrapping his arm around my waist. He gently lifts my chin with his fingers, offering a slight smile."I am... I think it’s the season. I love this time of year. The decorations, the families gathering to celebrat

"Have you lost your damn mind?" Kalet snaps at me. "What the hell is wrong with you?""It’s none of your business," I growl, turning on my heel and heading up the stairs."It is our business when you treat that girl like this. Where the hell did you get the idea she's cheating on you with Lefebvre?" my nanny challenges me."Where did I get it? That bastard had my mother’s bracelet in his possession, and—""So what? That’s not proof of anything. Maybe Giselle lost it at some event.""And she didn’t notice?" I scoff. "Besides, she’s a traitor too—she’s always helped the Lefebvres alter my formulas and pass them off as theirs. She even admitted it just now. Or were you not listening?""And even if she did, it’s all in the past," she says, brushing it off."But she was never honest with me. She looked me in the eye and lied, told me she knew nothing about it. And all along, she knew everything.""You don’t have any proof of that either, Nathan. So stop acting like a complete jackass, open

With a tightness in my chest and my heart pounding, I stare at the courthouse standing imposingly in front of me. Holding back my tears, I force myself to take one step after another, trying to accept the fact that my marriage to Nathan is just about to end."Are you alright?" Matteo asks, his voice full of concern. "You look awfully pale.""I'm fine. Just a little nervous," I say, not ready to tell him the truth—at least not right now.A few moments later, we reach a long hallway and stop in front of the courtroom where I'll be signing my divorce papers."Would you mind going ahead while I speak with my husband?" I ask Matteo, noticing only Nathan’s lawyers have arrived."Are you sure?""Yes, I'll be fine.""In that case, I'll wait for you inside."As I watch him close the door behind him, I step back a few paces, needing a moment alone with Nathan.I wait for about five more minutes, and then, as that familiar scent of citrus and cedar reaches my nose—once so comforting, now only he

“What do you mean, she left?” I ask, feeling a tightness in my chest I can’t begin to describe.“You heard me. Giselle left the country. Did you really think she’d stick around and wait for you to follow through on your threat?”“She’s gone?” Scarlett’s voice trembles as she grabs her brother’s arm, forcing him to look at her. “Why did you lie to me and say she didn’t want to see us? And why didn’t she tell us she was pregnant?”“What threat?” Kalet chimes in at the same time, glancing between us all, clearly confused.“I’m sorry, kid,” Pierre says softly. “But she asked me not to tell anyone she was leaving, and I gave her my word. I had to keep it—it was my duty as her best friend. She was afraid that if he found out…” he gestures toward me with his chin, “she might lose something—something really important to her.“And the threat I mentioned? It was the one your boss made to her the day they signed the divorce papers.”“What threat?” Kalet repeats.“Didn’t your boss tell you?” Pier

As I step out of the taxi and spot several police cars surrounding the Lefebvre building, I know Pierre was telling the truth—Oliver is about to be arrested. Which likely means I won’t get the chance to speak to him.I walk into the lobby, now total chaos, and make my way straight to one of the receptionists without hesitation.“Can I speak with Oliver Lefebvre?” I ask, even though I already know the answer.“I’m sorry, but that’s going to be difficult…” she begins, but her words are quickly drowned out by a wave of murmurs sweeping through the room. Like everyone else, I follow the receptionist’s stunned gaze.All eyes land on the elevator as several officers emerge, escorting Bastian and Chantal Lefebvre out in handcuffs—just like the criminals they are. A surge of satisfaction rushes through me. Finally, after everything they’ve done, they’re going to pay for at least some of it.They pass right by me, too wrapped up in their own shame to notice I’m there. I wait a few seconds. Ano