Revenged Love のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

By the time Mia reached Caleb’s office, she found him standing by the massive window that nearly swallowed the entire wall, staring blankly at the city. Outwardly, he was calm. Inwardly, not so much. The faint frown on his face did a terrible job of hiding it. He was so deep in thought that he didn’t notice her come in at all. It took the soft click of the door for him to finally acknowledge her existence, sending her a sideways glance before turning and striding back to his desk. Mia only watched. She didn’t know whether to sit down or start explaining herself. In fact, she hadn’t moved an inch since she arrived. Then Caleb’s voice came. "Miss Mia, please have a seat." He didn’t sound angry or annoyed. If anything, he sounded like the kind of person who was about to deliver bad news very carefully, slowly, softly, and with just enough kindness to make it hurt more. Mia slowly obeyed and sat opposite him. Even with the air conditioner running, she felt uncomfortably hot.

"So, how much of the company are you willing to buy?" was the first thing Luis asked Axel, right after his overly excited greeting.He never once suspected that Axel might have a hidden motive.Foolishly, he had convinced himself that Axel had truly lost his memory, and he accepted that belief without question. Besides, Luis had always been a money monger. He needed the cash badly now, especially since he had temporarily put his organ‑harvesting operation on hold and planned to resume it in a month or two."We plan on buying a 50% stake," Andrew said from behind Axel. "How much would that cost?""Oh! Nothing much… just about thirty million dollars."Andrew’s eyes widened, but Axel remained perfectly calm, as if Luis weren’t trying to squeeze him dry, which in truth, wasn’t even possible.Andrew clenched his fists. Axel could sit there, extraordinarily composed, facing this greedy, heartless murderer, but heaven knew Andrew couldn’t stay this calm if the roles were reversed. Not for a

"What’s that?" Mia asked concernedly, her gaze fixed on the red marks Angela had tried, and failed to hide. "Are those mosquito bites, or…?" Oh, Mia. Still so innocent. Angela used that innocence to her advantage. She smiled and quickly raised her collar, tugging it higher to cover her neck. "Yeah, yeah… I left my window open last night, so…" She rubbed at her neck. "Oh, you should apply some balm, I—" "Sure." Too fast. Way too fast. Mia smiled in contentment, but Angela’s smile was one of pure relief. She had managed to mask the marks on her face with concealer, but the ones on her neck? Well… there was only so much she could do. And speaking of concealer, which is of course makeup, Angela suddenly remembered she had told Mia to put on something before coming. True to her word, Mia hadn’t applied anything at all. Not foundation. Not powder. Just a brave little swipe of lip gloss. Angela looked at her friend and scrunched her nose, like she was trying to process the audacity

The next day was a Monday morning, not just any Monday. Not the kind when you dress extra neatly and drag yourself to work, even if you hate it, nor the kind that starts with early morning math lessons for school students. This Monday felt different for Mia. Her boss had messaged her the night before, giving no reason. *Greetings. Report to my office at work tomorrow.* That was all the message said, and Mia couldn’t stop thinking about it. He had warned her that he would get back to her after hearing what the board decided, and now this was it She wasn’t sure if she was about to lose her job, but she clung to hope, praying against all odds that she wouldn’t. Either way, she wasn’t going there immediately. The meeting wasn’t until nine. She was meant to stop by the police station first, something she was already preparing for. Her usual ponytail wasn’t perfectly neat, few strands had come loose. And in her anxiety, she had missed a button on her shirt. She quickly faste

"Hey!" Andrew rushed forward, grabbing Mia by the shoulders and steadying her just as her heels nearly gave way. The sudden grip startled her, but the moment she recognized him, she relaxed a little. This was Axel’s person. What was his name again… Andrew, yes, Andrew. And if Andrew was here, then Axel couldn’t be far away. Andrew released her just as her gaze drifted to the parked car she assumed belonged to Axel. The tinted windows, however, made it impossible to tell whether he was inside. Still, whoever sat within could clearly see her, and yet, they turned away, choosing to stare at anything else but her. "What happened?" Andrew’s slightly worried voice pulled Mia’s attention back to him. "Why were you looking so… down? Like something terrible happened. And don’t even try to deny it. If I hadn’t caught you in time, you would’ve fallen." He had a feeling she would argue, which was exactly why he added that last part so quickly. Mia snapped her already open mouth