All Chapters of SWEET REVENGE (He Betrayed Me, Now He Must Pay): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

CHAPTER 101Derrick’s POVIf there was one thing I understood better than anything else, it was leverage.Not money. Not power. Not even loyalty.Leverage.Because with the right leverage, everything else followed.And Clara… had far too many cracks beneath the surface.I sat behind my desk, the glow of my laptop casting a faint light across the room while papers lay scattered in controlled chaos around me. It wasn’t disorder — it was strategy. Every document, every tab open on the screen, every file I had pulled up was part of something bigger I was constructing piece by piece.My attention stayed locked on the screen as I scrolled through another article, my expression unreadable as I absorbed each line.Old headlines.Archived rumors.Half-truths buried under speculation.“Former scandal resurfaces…”“Unverified reports suggest…”“Public concern grows…”Most of it was worthless on its own. Anyone with sense could see that. No concrete proof, no direct accusations strong enough to s

CHAPTER 103Spencer’s POVThe morning of the hearing arrived with a strange kind of quiet, one that didn’t feel peaceful, but tense, like the air itself was holding its breath, waiting for something to snap.I had been up long before the sun fully settled into the sky, already dressed by the time Clara stepped into the room. The faint sound of the door opening made me glance up, and I watched her pause at the entrance for just a second longer than usual, like she was bracing herself before stepping into whatever today was about to bring.Then she walked in.Her outfit was exactly what it needed to be—simple, controlled, deliberate. Nothing too bold that it would draw unnecessary attention, nothing too soft that it would make her look fragile. It was balanced, intentional, and carefully chosen.Just like everything else about today.At first glance, she looked composed. Calm, even.But I knew better.I noticed the subtle stiffness in her shoulders, the way her breathing was just slight

CHAPTER 105Clara’s POVThe shift in the room was immediate, the moment the judge walked in.Everyone rose at once, the scrape of chairs against the polished floor echoing in unison, sharp and synchronized, cutting cleanly through the tension that had been building since we arrived. The low murmurs that had filled the space moments before died instantly, replaced by a silence so heavy it felt physical, like it had settled over everyone’s shoulders at once.“Be seated.”The judge’s voice carried easily, calm and practiced, the kind of authority that didn’t need to be forced. We all sat, the room tightening again as if it had taken a breath and decided to hold it.I felt it in my chest.This was it.No more planning. No more rehearsing outcomes in my head.Everything from here on would unfold in real time, and there would be no taking anything back.Beside me, Spencer leaned back slightly in his chair, his posture relaxed in a way that didn’t match the situation at all. But I knew bette

CHAPTER 107Florida's POVThe silence didn’t last. It cracked under the weight of everything I had just said.“Order!”The judge’s voice rang through the courtroom, sharp and commanding, but it barely reached me. It felt distant, like I was hearing it from underwater, muffled beneath the pounding of my own heartbeat. I couldn’t move. I was still standing exactly where everything had fallen apart, my body frozen while my mind replayed every word I had just thrown into the air.Only now, they didn’t sound angry.They sounded like evidence.Clear. Sharp. Real.And irreversible.Across from me, Derrick hadn’t moved either, but I could feel the shift in him without even needing to look too closely. He wasn’t shocked, no, Derrick rarely allowed himself that, but something in him had tightened. His control wasn’t effortless anymore. It was forced now, like he was holding something down that was threatening to break loose.“Your Honor,” his lawyer stepped in quickly, his voice smooth but edge

CHAPTER 109Florida’s POVThe silence didn’t break right away.It stretched between us, thick and suffocating, like the room itself was waiting to see who would snap first.It was me.Of course it was.Because I could feel it building, every unanswered question, every lie, every moment from the courtroom replaying in my head like a loop I couldn’t shut off.“You used me.”I said it again, quieter this time, but heavier.More real.Derrick didn’t flinch.Didn’t even try to deny it.He just watched me, his expression unreadable, like he was already calculating how to handle this instead of actually feeling anything.And that?That made something in me crack.“Say something,” I demanded, my voice rising. “Deny it. Lie. Do something. Don’t just stand there like I’m stupid.”His jaw tightened slightly.“I’m thinking,” he said.I let out a sharp laugh, shaking my head as I took a step back from him.“You’re thinking?” I repeated. “That’s what you’re doing right now? Thinking?”“Yes,” he sai