All Chapters of Revenged Love : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The doctor had already left, and after Angela finished telling Axel everything that had happened, she was in tears. Julia quickly moved to her side, rubbing her shoulders gently as she murmured, "It’s okay. It’s okay." Angela’s parents were a mixture of shock and pity. Mia was their daughter’s best friend, and they knew about the strained relationship she had with her own family. They could hardly believe that the Hawthornes of all people, would treat Angela this way, and worse… Mia, their daughter! Mr. Carter’s fists clenched tightly at his sides, while his wife’s eyes narrowed in concern. Axel, by contrast, remained perfectly still. His face gave nothing away, but his eyes were cold, assessing Angela with quiet contempt. Naive. Foolish. Selfish. They were so intense that she could already sense what he was thinking. And just like that, he was gone. He turned on his heels and walked out, the guard and Andrew following closely behind. Andrew paused only long enough to cast

That same night, Audrey was outside in the compound, but she wasn’t alone. Victor stood with her in the darkest corner of the garden, where no lights reached. "I overheard them mentioning harvesting again," Audrey whispered. "And now… Mia’s missing. Do you think it’s connected?" Victor’s eyes widened at the word harvesting. Not again. As much as he secretly worked with her, there were things he could not tell her. This was not some vague operation. It involved organs. "You must have an idea," Audrey pressed. "You work with Axel." Axel needs to know... Victor thought. "Yes, I do," he admitted carefully. "But I can’t tell you everything. Axel wouldn’t like anyone interfering with his plans." "Oh." "And about Mia… I don’t know how it connects yet. Axel is working on it." "Working on what?" A voice suddenly interrupted. Both of them flinched and turned sharply. David stood a few feet away, in the part of the garden still touched by light. That familiar

Luis was livid that morning. David had delivered the news the night before, along with the photographs and the letter. *Enjoy the time you have left. You will burn like this.* The words were written in bold, deliberate strokes as if to say, Yes. I’m talking to you. Luis had not stopped rereading it, even now in his office. "That bastard…" he muttered, his fingers slowly crushing the paper in his fist. Axel had fooled him. He had even sold his company shares to him. He had been played. Memory loss? It had all been an act. How had he not seen it? The truth was, he had. He had sensed something was off, but he had dismissed it. Now he knew. Axel was behind the missing organs. Behind his company’s steady collapse. Rage surged through him. With a sharp motion, Luis hurled the crumpled letter across the room, then swept almost everything off his desk in one violent stroke. He shot to his feet, clutching his head. "That boy… He… I should have dealt with him from

The car screeched to a stop in front of a metal gate, its bars rusted and rotting. Axel’s eyes immediately took in the compound beyond... creepily quiet, far too still for anyone’s liking, even his. He didn’t step out of the car right away, and neither did Andrew, who patiently waited with his hands on the steering wheel, letting Axel make the first move. Slowly, Axel stepped out of the car. Once on the ground, he paused, taking a long look at the house. Everything looked the same. Nothing had changed. But as he moved toward the gate, his eyes fell on the massive, heavy padlock securing it. "It's locked," Andrew said quietly, stepping up beside him. "I think there's a hammer in the trunk. I'll be right back," he added. Moments later, Andrew returned, hammer in hand. "You might want to step back," he warned. Axel obeyed, stepping back as Andrew raised the hammer and swung it hard against the padlock. The lock was old and incredibly sturdy, as if it had been forg

The men’s eyes narrowed further. Were they seriously supposed to fight him hand-to-hand? Axel looked like he meant every word. He rose from his seat, slipping his hands into his pockets as he began to circle the room at an unhurried pace. Every gaze followed him. He stopped behind the couch, calm as ever. "What are you waiting for? Get him!" Luis barked. The men didn’t hesitate. One lunged, only to suddenly stop just inches from Axel, close enough that the stench of his smoky breath reached him. His eyes were also very wide in shock. Axel had already stabbed him in the stomach. He twisted the knife mercilessly, then pulled it free and shoved him hard. The man hit the floor with a thud. Axel had offered to go unarmed. They had chosen otherwise. In his own house? Well, they deserved it. He stared at the bloodstain on his knife, blood dripping down his hand. It felt like a worm crawling on his skin, and he hated it. The men saw his focus on the knife as a distra