Legendary General Vee's Revenge のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

VIDEL..I bent down and picked up the folder.The papers were smooth beneath my fingers, too neat for something meant to end a life. I flipped it open slowly, my eyes moving over the printed lines without hurry.A lump sum settlement.Five hundred thousand.One residential property, transferred upon signing.No further claims.That was it.I stared at the figure for a second longer than necessary. Then a sound slipped out of me.A laugh.Hollow. Short. Almost surprised.Five hundred thousand.I lifted my head and looked at Eric. “So this is it?” I asked quietly. “This is what you think I’m worth?”His expression hardened, irritation flashing across his face. “It’s more than generous.”“Generous?” I repeated softly. I tapped the papers once. “After everything? Or is this all you think you owe me?”“Don’t start,” he said. “You’re being compensated fairly. Take it.”My eyes dropped to the figures again, then lifted back to his face.“Fair,” I echoed.Three years.Three years of loyalty,

VIDEL..The sound of my phone alarm cut sharply through the quiet.I jerked awake with a gasp, my heart pounding, my body stiff as though I had been dragged out of a nightmare. For a moment, I did not know where I was. The ceiling above me felt unfamiliar, too high, too clean, too still.Then reality settled.I was not in the Walker Estate anymore.I exhaled slowly and reached for my phone, fumbling it off the bedside table. The alarm was still ringing, relentless, drilling into my head. I turned it off with more force than necessary and let my hand fall back onto the mattress.Sleep did not return.With a quiet groan, I sat up and rubbed my face. My hair was a mess, tangled from a restless night. I dragged my fingers through it and glanced at the screen again.Five a.m.I had set that alarm when I was still living with Eric. Back then, I woke up early every day to prepare breakfast and make sure everything was perfect before he left the house. I believed that if I tried harder, loved

Eric..The conference room was quiet when I took my seat at the head of the table.Floor to ceiling glass framed South Town behind me, steel towers cutting into the sky, traffic moving in disciplined lines far below. This city ran on decisions made in rooms like this. On men who spoke calmly and expected the world to adjust accordingly.Tablets lit up one by one. Executives straightened. Voices lowered without being told to.“Let’s begin,” I said.The screen behind me shifted to life, flooding the glass wall with charts, timelines, and figures. Development phases. Capital flow. Projected returns. I listened as they spoke, occasionally interrupting when numbers felt off, correcting assumptions before they had time to grow into problems.“Phase Two of the South Town expansion is on track,” one director said. “However, logistics partners are requesting a delay on Phase Three.”I looked up. “That was not in last week’s report.”“It is new,” he replied. “They cited regulatory reviews and i

The look on Eric’s face was exactly how I had imagined it.In fact, it was better than I imagined.He stood frozen where he was, shock written plainly across his features, disbelief clouding his eyes as he stared straight at me, like his mind was struggling to accept what his eyes were telling him. For a brief second, he looked hollowed out, as though something inside him had cracked open.Beside him, Bianca murmured something under her breath. I didn’t hear the words, but I saw the effect immediately. Her smile vanished. Color drained from her face, leaving her frozen, eyes fixed on me in open shock.I smirked faintly and continued walking forward.The grand hall had fallen into a heavy silence. It pressed against the air, thick and expectant. Every eye was fixed on me now, confusion and disbelief etched openly across faces that moments ago had been smiling and relaxed. I wasn’t surprised. This was the reaction I had anticipated. After all, the legendary General V had always been assu

Videl..The lights outside the Greyson Hotel glowed softly against the night, gold and warm, too gentle for the kind of day I had lived through. I had booked the room that morning because I didn’t want to return to Greeneland that night.As I stepped inside, a woman stationed near the entrance straightened. She greeted me with practiced ease and handed me a key card.“Thank you,” I said.“Have a pleasant stay, Ms. Fredericks.”The elevator ride to the VIP floor passed in quiet. When the doors opened, cool air brushed my skin, carrying a faint, clean scent. I unlocked the suite and walked in.For a moment, I stood there, unmoving.The room was large and tastefully lit, city lights stretching beyond the tall windows. I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled off my boots, releasing a breath I had not realized I was holding. My body was tired. My mind refused to follow.I undressed and went into the bathroom. The tub filled slowly, steam rising as the water grew hot. When I lowered myself