Lahat ng Kabanata ng Revenge In Silk Sheets: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

Thea stood in front of the full-length mirror in the room, hands smoothing down the silk of the dress. It was the kind of dress that made people forget their own names: a soft champagne-gold slip cut on the bias, hugging her waist and flaring just enough at the thighs to hint at movement. The hem ended scandalously high, grazing the middle of her thighs; one wrong step and it might flash more legs than polite society would allow. The neckline was a plunging V held by two delicate straps that crossed over her shoulders. Her hair, swept up into a loose knot, exposed the elegant curve of her neck. A single diamond drop earring glinted against her skin when she moved.Behind her, Seth leaned in the doorway, tie loosened, jacket over one arm. He had been ready for ten minutes, but he hadn’t stopped looking at her. All of this started when she got an invitation to Posy's bridal shower in the mail. It was unexpected and she knew almost immediately that this was a set up. But she shocked hi

The café was quiet, except for the low hum of the fridge behind the counter and the tick of the wall clock. Daisy had closed early for the evening, pulling the blinds halfway down and flipping the Closed sign, even though they technically had another hour before last orders. It wasn’t just any night.The three women sat at the corner table near the window, leaning forward like gamblers waiting on the turn of a card.On the table between them lay Thea’s phone, face-up, black screen reflecting their expectant faces.“What if she doesn't call?” Clara asked, chewing her lower lip.Thea shook her head, eyes fixed on the device as if sheer willpower might summon the notification. “She’ll call.”“She won’t,” Daisy said, folding her arms. Clara sighed. “I know I shouldn't say this but…I don't think Posy will call you, Ms Thea.” “Posy wouldn’t give you the satisfaction of standing beside her in a white dress. She’s not dumb enough to risk letting you into her fairytale ending.”“She’s spite

The ballroom erupts in murmurs, eyes glued to the screen in horror. They had all come here for a celebration, a union, a merger but instead they got….a show to say the least! The giant screen still flickered in the background, frozen on the most damning image of the night. Rune pressed against Yumi in the bathroom, her emerald dress bunched at her hips, his mouth on her throat. It was unmistakable, that was Rubes in her wedding suit and Yumi in her bridesmaids dress. Yolanda’s eyes widened on the screen, Camila but her lip anxiously, how the hell did this get out? Is someone recording them right now?! She sends a glance Seraphine’s way who looked just as mortified and angry at the situation. How could they both have been so careless to do something like this on his wedding day?! “Is that Yumi?” Yolanda whispered, hands trembling at the revelation before her. For a long heartbeat, neither of her friends spoke. Hell, what were they supposed to tell her? The music had died, the qua

“FUCK!” Glass shattered against the wall, exploding into a thousand glittering pieces. The sound echoed through the massive bedroom, followed by the crash of another, then another. Rune yelled as he tossed another flower vase on the wall, watching it shatter. He paced the room like a caged animal, eyes wild, hair disheveled, his white shirt now wrinkled and stained with the remnants of whiskey.“Those bastards!” he roared, snatching another decanter from the bar cart and hurling it against the marble fireplace. “Those bloody, backstabbing…”The rest of his words drowned in his own fury. He gripped the edge of his desk, chest heaving. His empire was crashing before his very eyes! The company he worked so hard to make its name relevant was crumbling before his very eyes! Outside, through the large bay windows, the white flashes of cameras were unmistakable. Dozens of reporters had gathered outside the Sterling gates, shouting his name, their microphones raised high.“Mr. Sterling! I

The muted glow from the TV bathed Yumi’s penthouse in cold light. Every curtain was drawn, every lamp turned off. The place smelled faintly of spilled wine and perfume gone stale. Empty takeout boxes littered the marble table beside the couch, and a half-empty bottle of vodka sat near her leg.She hadn’t stepped outside in three days. Who the hell was she kidding? If she took one step out of this penthouse, the whole world would tear her down. Hell, she's seen pictures of her store being egged by people. A few of her stores had been vandalised and broken into. Just imagine what would happen if she stepped out of her house. She shuddered at the thought. On the screen, a news anchor spoke with the kind of careful neutrality that came with scandal fatigue. “Former Sterling fiancée Thea Blackwood has remained silent as footage of Rune Sterling and Yumi Kwon continues to dominate social media. The viral clip, captured in a private bathroom during Sterling’s wedding party, has led to wid