All Chapters of Revenged Love : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

That same morning, Axel assembled the fake investors he had recruited to sabotage Luis’s business in the living room. Victor was among them, positioned beside Andrew just behind the couch where Axel sat. Audrey, however, stayed home. There was no chance she would ever return to the Hawthornes. "I didn’t expect we’d meet here today," one of the men said. "I went to your place earlier, but the doors were wide open and everything was in disarray." His eyes moved cautiously between Axel and Andrew. "Did something happen?" "Yes," Axel said flatly. "It doesn’t concern you. And that isn’t the purpose of this meeting. You’re here for another reason." "Oh." The man nodded, easing back into his seat. Axel’s eyes left him and swept across the rest of the room. One by one, they held his gaze, waiting. "I want you all to conclude the operation," he said calmly. "Freeze all pending approvals. Reject every budget request. Terminate the remaining staff. Trigger the withdrawal clauses

Luis’s frown refused to leave his face throughout the entire drive home. He had just spent millions, every last cent in his account. And he couldn’t help thinking that Mr. Bennett had been shameless in demanding such an outrageous sum. By the time he arrived, the sky had turned a dull shade of grey. He didn’t wait for his bodyguard to open the car door. He pushed it open himself and strode outside. These days, he no longer traveled with an army of security trailing behind him. Only one or two remained. The rest had been dismissed, partly by choice, mostly because he could no longer afford to keep them. When he stepped into the living room, the sound of the television was the first thing that greeted him. Brenda and David sat stiffly on the couch, their attention fixed on the screen as the news anchor detailed the latest developments in a serious tone. Brenda held a mug between her hands, though she hadn’t taken a sip in a while. The tightness in her expression made it clear

The entire city seemed to be holding its breath, waiting to see whether Luis had truly been hiding something. But Luis, being Luis, would never admit to it. "What do you mean?" Brenda glanced at him from the corner of her eye. Even she didn't know how they were supposed to explain this. "We have nothing to hide," he continued evenly. "However, it's obvious someone is targeting us." His jaw tightened as his gaze lowered to the table. "It began when my goods mysteriously disappeared." Brenda's fingers dug into his arm, a not-so-gentle reminder that they were live, and he needed to choose his words carefully. "What goods?" the anchor asked, suddenly far too interested. "Some imported construction materials from one of my companies," Luis replied. He paused, then added, "An entire warehouse was robbed." "Robbed?" the anchor repeated. "And yet there was no official report filed?" For a brief second, Luis forgot how words worked. The anchor adjusted his glass

First of all, Mark was suprised when he saw that Victor was the one working for Axel. After all, Victor had always seemed like a loyal guard… right? Luis suddenly removed his nose mask, as though it had anything to do with his sight. At that same moment, the little boy burst into tears again, and the sound drew Axel’s attention. Axel looked at him with clear indifference. To the frightened child, this man was just another villain who had come to take him away from his parents. His mom. His dad. The possibility that they might save him never even crossed his mind. He was not wrong. To Axel, saving the boy was not his responsibility. Neither was saving Angela of all people. But Luis was his responsibility, and that was the matter he had come to settle. Still, something about the sight of the boy, so close to being treated in the worst possible way, stirred something inside him. His hands slowly clenched within his trench coat. He was just a child. So what? Axel had b

FLASHBACK*** He was in his room, finishing the last piece of his puzzle with a wide, carefree smile. His eyes sparkled with color and life, brighter than ever, and his chestnut hair bounced softly with every movement. His pale, flawless skin seemed to glow brighter than anything else in the room. The familiar mole beside his nose twitched slightly as he grinned, and for a moment, he was just a little boy - Axel, full of hope and joy. But then, a sharp, unexpected clatter came from downstairs, breaking the calm of the room. Axel's head snapped toward the door, his hair falling across his eyes, making him look even smaller, even more innocent than he already was. He paused, listening for a voice, but there was nothing. The silence only made him more curious. His parents were downstairs with guests. He knew he wasn’t supposed to interrupt, his mother had been very clear about that. But then another sound came. Louder this time. Something breaking. Shattering.