All Chapters of My Ultimate Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

STABLEThe only exception of the monitor beeping away like a clock. Steady. Unyielding. But a precious glimpse that life still held Isabelle's broken body. The room thick with silence, the white walls towering like silent sentries, cold and unmoved. The shallow over headlights casting a thin golden light that did nothing to soften the sharp edges of the grief hanging in the air.On the thin hospital bed, the thin white sheet rising and falling gently over Isabelle's chest. With every shallow breath she drew, her chest heaving and sagging with struggle, her face flushed but pale. Her skin was unhumanly pale, drained of all hue, like wax. Against that ghostly backdrop, the black welts staining her ribs seemed all the more savage, more monstrous. The bullet wound's blood had been washed away years ago, but the damage, it was still searing, brutal reminder of just how close to death she had come.Daniel sat beside her, his hands alongside hers, not willing to let go. His thumb went throu

THE EDGE OF TRUSTThe door clicked shut behind them. Aria leaned against the wall, her breathing ragged."She's awake," she said in a whisper. "But this isn't over. Not by a long shot."Jerry stepped nearer, serene. "Whatever happens, you won't be facing it alone."Aria's eyes locked with his—dark, tired, but with something intense. "I don't know if I can do this."Jerry's jaw set. "You're stronger than you think."She swallowed hard. "I need you.""I'm here."--- Outside, Daniel's phone rang. An unknown number.We need to talk. Now!His pulse racing. He answered."Who is this?" His voice short.A low, cold voice answered: "Someone who knows what you've done. You can't run."The line went dead. Daniel's hands were shaking.--- Inside the house, Aria sat beside Isabelle, her hand clenched tightly around it.Jerry arrived, holding the medical records. "She's stable, but swelling may persist. The next two weeks are critical."Aria nodded, her eyes shining. "Thanks for coming."Jerry re

THE MOLE.There was tension in the conference room that could not be distilled into one word, a word that would suffocate. The board members were rigid in their chairs around the large glass table, their faces cleaved by suspicion, fear, and rage. Jerry stood at the head of the table, his gaze drilling, his voice stern but unrelenting."There's a mole and we know!" he asserted, suspending the words in the air like a challenge. "Someone who's been spilling company secrets and not only endangering Isabelle's life, but the company's future too."The room shifted uncomfortably.Aria's jaw hardened. "We can't afford a betrayal. Not now.".Daniel faced away from Jerry, his clenched tightly folded hands in an effort to hide his shaking hands, under the jacket sleeve. He was not even brave enough to glance at most members, especially those who came back with a curious look.Jerry continued, "We have a motive to believe this person is close—at the least, someone in the loop, someone who's in o

A STORM AFTER THE STORM.The storm had passed, or so Aria thought.The courtroom drama had come to an end. Ann, the treacherous secretary who once stood beside Daniel with bloodlust and greed, was now gone, buried six feet under and with her, the last of Xavier’s evil schemes. Xavier, mastermind and manipulator, the man who once treated people like pawns on a chessboard, had been sentenced to life imprisonment. The air was beginning to clear. Isabelle, the woman who schemed and fought for Daniel's affection was back and healthy vowing to protect Josh, Daniel’s younger brother, the one who made her stand strong even when everyone else turned away. Aria herself had found something more than redemption. In the midst of pain, betrayal, and broken promises, she had found Jerry.It had started as a deal. He had asked for a date, just one, and she had given it with nothing left to lose. Then came the plan to expose Daniel and protect everything she built. But somewhere in between those sh

LET'S HOPE SHE DOESN'T FIND OUT.The sunlight penetrated through the windows, a sign it was morning, however, the sunlight did not bring its usual warmth on her today. She stood barefoot in her kitchen, a steaming cup of black coffee in hand, eyes fixed on nothing in particular. Her mind was lost in thoughts, Jerry’s words, the look on Regina’s face, the space that followed her as she left the garage.Her heart wanted to believe Jerry.But her mind? Her instincts? They screamed caution.She’d been here before—with Daniel. With promises, with sweet words. With carefully spun lies disguised as loyalty.This time, she couldn’t afford to be wrong again.Her phone buzzed on the marble countertop. Jerry.She stared at the screen for a moment. Then declined.A moment later, a text came through.> Jerry: I meant what I said. I’ll handle her. You’re not alone in this.She put the phone face down.She couldn’t run back. Not yet. Not until Regina was out of the picture, and of course out of Je