SWEET REVENGE (He Betrayed Me, Now He Must Pay) のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

CHAPTER 12 Clara's POV I rolled over in bed, groggily reaching for my phone to check the time. It was 6:00 AM. Who was bothering me this early? I saw the notifications from my lawyer's email and opened the email, expecting some generic “you're being sued” nonsense from Derrick's camp. But the words “URGENT” and “DIVORCE PAPERS” jumped out at me. My heart skipped a beat. “No way,” I muttered. “This.. shit!” I thought yesterday was just a shitty dream! Just as I was processing this, a knock at the door made me jump instantly. I quickly tossed on a robe, thinking maybe it was a delivery guy with a package or something. I opened the door, and a courier was standing there instead. “Miss Laurent?” He asked. I nodded. He handed me an envelope with Derrick's attorney's law firm crest on it. I laughed. This had to be some kind of joke. Derrick was probably trying to freak me out. But the email boldly said “URGENT.” I ripped open the envelope, my eyes scanning the papers hastily,

CHAPTER 14 Clara's POV My heart was racing with anticipation, but before Sophia could say more, a loud voice erupted through the hall. “Clara, Clara, Clara. Selling your body to save your company, ah? What will you do next?” I turned to see Derrick striding towards me, a smirk on his face. A frown formed tightly between my brows. What was this bastard doing here? The crowd, on the other hand, instantly erupted into chaos, reporters shouting questions with cameras clicking wildly. “Clara, is it true you merged with Hale to escape your debts?” “Did you sleep with the CEO OF HALE INDUSTRY to get the deal?” I felt the heat rise to my face, and I buckled my fists. Don't let him get to you, Clara. Stay calm. “Looks like you've hit rock bottom, Clara. Merging with Hale Industries? That's like trading one sinking ship for another.” Derrick sneered. But before I could defend myself, or at least give the bastard a befitting slap, a voice interrupted the noise. “Hello, everyone.” The

CHAPTER 16 Clara's POV I stared at the lawyer. “You'll accuse me of harassing my own daughter? You're despicable, Mr. Mark.” Mr. Mark's expression was stiff, his eyes cold behind his rimless glasses. “If you continue to resist, Miss. Laurent, we'll have no choice. Derrick's safety is our priority.” I shook my head. “That's low, even for Derrick. I'll never hurt Rose. She's my daughter, for God's sake!” The lawyer's eyes narrowed. “Prove it, Ms. Laurent. Sign the divorce papers, and we can put this unpleasantness behind us.” I laughed. “You think I'd make it that easy for Derrick? No. I won't let him take everything from me. He's already got the perfect family image with Florida. He doesn't need Rose and me.” “Ms. Laurent, this isn't about what Derrick needs. It's about protecting him from your increasingly erratic behavior.” “Erratic?” I took a step forward with my fists clenched. “You're the one who's erratic, twisting words and changing situations. I'm not the one who's been

CHAPTER 18 Clara's POV I walked towards Rose's school, my feet moving with anxiety. I wasn't planning on picking Rose up, just wanted to see her, make sure she was alright. As I approached the gates, the security guard looked up. “Visiting hours are over, ma'am.” I barely broke stride, my eyes fixed on the school building. “Just for a minute,” I muttered, slipping past him before he could react. The guard called out behind me. “Ma'am! You can't just-” I ignored him, my pace quickening as I walked into the school compound. The teachers saw me and began to whisper. Some of them even attempted to confront me, but they seemed scared, their eyes darting to me and then away, as if they feared I might “hurt” them because of my “illness.” One of the teachers, a young woman with a pinched face, finally stepped forward. “Uh, Miss Laurent, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be here. You should leave.” I didn't even look at her; my focus was on finding Rose's classroom. “I'm just

CHAPTER 20 Clara's POV “We have something to fight with, too.” My eyes locked on Spencer's. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “What is it?” Spencer passed a thick folder to me, his fingers brushing against mine. I quickly retracted my hand. As I scanned the pages, my eyes widened in shock. These were all illegal financial transactions, all linked to Florida. I looked up at Spencer. “Trust fund transactions.” He said, his eyes locked on mine. “Florida's been draining the trust fund account you and Derrick set up for Rose.” That bitch! I felt a surge of anger, but a little victory too. We had her now. As I moved to pull my hand away from the folder, my fingers brushed against Spencer's again. This time, he didn't move his hand away immediately. I noticed it, and I subtly scooted back a bit in my seat, focusing on the documents. “She's not just stealing from Rose,” Spencer spoke. “She's laundering money through her charity events.” I smirked satisfactorily. We had the upper han