All Chapters of Love In Revenge : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

“Drake…?” I whispered.My head shook slowly as if denial alone could erase what I was seeing.There was a flash drive tucked inside the file.More photographs.Drake.Standing with them.Black hat pulled low over his face.My breath caught.At the airport…A man in a black cap had bumped into me that day. He apologized without looking up and walked away.That cap.The same one.My stomach dropped.“No…” I murmured.I forced myself to think.If he could plan my death—Why involve Adrian?Why poison Mrs. Oma?This wasn’t jealousy.This was something else.Something deeper.I needed to see what was inside the flash drive.And I needed to do it somewhere safe.Home.I gathered the scattered pages quickly, sliding the flash drive into my pocket.Control your face. Control your breathing.I walked toward Adrian’s room.Drake was inside.Of course he was.Every part of me wanted to walk up to him and slap the truth out of his mouth.But that would only warn him.And I needed him unaware.I s

“You know you’ll have to learn a bit about management before then, right?” he asked, raising a brow.“Yeah, I know.” I looked away.“And you’re handling that. That’s the deal,” I added, rolling my eyes as I glanced back at him.“Yes. And that’s why you’re coming with me tonight.”“Tonight? For what?” I asked, instinctively wrapping my arms around myself.He didn’t answer. He just stepped closer.I moved back.“What are you doing?” I asked, my voice barely steady.“That’s a good question,” he murmured, his voice calm and deliberate.He leaned down, his lips close to my ear.“You know… we could do anything tonight.”His warm breath brushed against my skin, sending a shiver through me.“I—I—” I stammered.“Shh,” he whispered, a smirk playing on his lips. “Let me do the talking.”Damn. Why did he have to look this good?A sudden movement behind him snapped me back to reality.“Get out,” I said, pushing him away before turning around, fanning my flushed face.“Are you blushing?” he teased,

“One of the men on the screen,” he said, a faint smirk playing on his lips.“Well, that’s like saying something without actually saying anything,” I replied, staring at him.Rowan had a habit of leaving more questions than answers.“That’s for you to figure out,” he said coldly.“Hmph.” I scoffed under my breath, tapping my pen against the desk.“You need to learn to ask the right questions,” he continued calmly, taking a sip of water before setting the glass back down.“If you won’t tell me who it is, then how am I supposed to figure it out?” I asked, irritation creeping into my voice.“Oh, you will,” he said with a small smile.Then his gaze shifted back to the screen.“But here’s what I can tell you. You need to memorize every board member on that list and understand everything about this company. Only then can we trust you to lead this project instead of Mrs. Lisa.”He paused slightly.“You’ll have to outsmart her.”My eyes locked on the screen again.“Then I will,” I said quietly

I walked toward the receptionist desk in the spacious lobby downstairs. A strong but pleasant scent of cologne filled the air. Behind the receptionist’s computer, the words Avila Incorporated were boldly written in elegant italic letters. Beautiful, I thought. Fresh flowers were neatly arranged at the corners of the large lobby floor, adding a touch of warmth to the modern space. “Hello,” I said to the receptionist. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to Avila Incorporated. How may I help you?” she asked with a warm smile. “I’m here for—” “Terisa?” A voice called out from across the lobby. I turned around. “Mr. Peter?” I asked, surprised. “You didn’t tell me the exact time you were coming. I just settled Mrs. Lisa and Vivian in,” he said. “Oh, I came a bit late and wasn’t sure where to go. That’s why I went to the receptionist. She’s been very nice,” I said, turning to her with a smile. “Thank you, ma. I hope you have a pleasant day here,” she replied, smiling brightly.

“I didn’t make her do it,” I said calmly. “I think the correct way to put it is that I simply made her clean up her own mess. But since she’s used to other people doing that for her, she suddenly feels wronged.”I made a fake sad face.“Poor girl, right?”“Terisa. To the office,” Mrs. Lisa said sharply as she leaned toward Vivian, gently wiping the tears from her face.“Why the office?” I asked slowly. “Why not deal with it here, where she started everything?”“We can’t handle family matters in public,” Mr. Peter said, stepping closer and reaching for my arm. “Terisa, it would be best if you follow your mother.”“Don’t,” I said sharply, pulling away before he could touch me.“You watched everything happen,” I continued, staring at him blankly. “Why didn’t you step in when she started acting like the crazy psycho that she is?”“Terisa!” Mrs. Lisa snapped.“Oh, don’t you dare scream at me like that,” I replied coldly, my expression hardening.Then I sighed.“But fine,” I said calmly. “I