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Greg threw at him. "You see why I didn't want to talk about it? Look at people I call my friends, they can't even stand by me when I need them the most! Excuse me, I'm going first!" Tyler stalled away. He didn't mind his friends who were still looking at him as if he just peed on his pants and got into his car, then sped off. He won't go home, a long drive to clear his head is all he needed. *** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots.

Rhea stammered and her hand started to shake so badly the dagger rattled against my armor. "Let us talk about the wagons of Argyros silver you smuggled across the border three winters ago to fund your personal spy network," I continued and listed the exact details from the trial I memorized. "I know the names of the smugglers you paid and I know they hide the transaction ledgers beneath the floorboards of the Red Tavern in the lower city." Rhea stumbled backward and lowered her weapon while she stared at me with wide and terrified eyes. "How could you possibly know about the Red Tavern?" she gasped and clutched the fabric of her green dress to steady her shaking hands.

And at the bottom — a single phrase, encrypted but clear enough to read: > “Phase Two: Tokyo Division — Activation Date: Pending.” Soo-ah’s blood ran cold. Sang-woo stared at the screen, his jaw tightening. “It’s not over,” he said. “No,” she whispered. “It never was.” The storm outside raged harder, lightning flashing across the water — and as the light hit their faces, Soo-ah realized the truth: They hadn’t destroyed the monster. They’d only cut off one of its heads. And somewhere far away, another had already begun to rise.

He watchted them with a smile while his fingers typed the words to his men. 'End them too....' THE END 'REBORN FOR REVENGE ' - SIGNING OFF OFFICIALLY. AUTHOR: Thanks for supporting the story and making it to the end. Love you all and wish you all well on your future. I hope you all will support my other books as well. Bye! See you all soon in another stories!

Meanwhile, Leon was currently staring intently to his left and right, signaling for everyone in the room to sit back down. * An hour passed; the funeral process was over. All the people who came to pay their last respects had left; now only Venus and Leon were left. "Is everything finished?" asked Venus as she turned to Leon, who was currently standing beside her. Leon had yet to answer Venus' question, but suddenly a ringtone came from the cell phone in Leon's pants pocket. "What's wrong?" asked Leon when he just picked up the call. Venus glanced at Leon; she saw a sardonic smile appear on Leon's lips as he listened to the person on the call.

Finally, he slammed the folder shut and shot to his feet. "Bastards! This is absolutely inhuman!" he roared. "How could they do this to their own daughter?" His eyes blazed with righteous anger. "That girl had more talent in her little finger than most healers have in their whole body! Alpha Blackthorne, you have my word. I'll help get justice for Ms. Blackwood!" He began pacing around the office like an enraged wolf. "I hereby announce that my pack is unilaterally terminating all partnerships with Moonlight Healing Studio!"

You’re good. ​Zero-Hour ​10:00 GMT. ​The silence of The Vault Club was absolute. No market crash. No alert. No push notification of the Ledger’s contents being broadcast across the City. Vos had been neutralized, not by force or denial, but by the one thing he hadn't anticipated: Pre-emptive Context. ​I looked at Andrea, a profound relief washing over me, yet the exhaustion remained etched in my soul. “It’s over.” ​“The lie is over,” she corrected. “The war is not.”

Guevarra’s liposuction. “Welcome back, Ginger,” Dr. Guevarra said with a smile on her face. “Are you ready to remove your bandage and see the result of your new appearance?” “Finally! I get to see the new me literally,” Ginger said. “And Ginger had already died three months ago. It’s Lucy Solace now.” “Well, that’s a nice name, Lucy,” Dr Guevarra said while gently removing Ginger’s bandage, and once removed, she handed over a mirror to Ginger.

Halfway in, Marco finished his conversation and watched her but he didn’t butt in. The entire table was silent when Elena finished her story. She realized with a start that her cheeks were wet from tears she didn’t know she had been shedding and everyone present had been listening to me. Mr Donatelli passed her his hanky and she wiped at her cheeks slowly. “It’s over now,” He gave Elena a slow nod. “You survived death and were reborn for revenge. The important part is you accomplished your goal without completely losing yourself,” Elena gave an appreciative nod and was about to reply when a woman walked towards the lunch table with a wide smile. “HELLO EVERYONE!”

It wasn't jealousy. “Calm down,” Draven spoke once more. “Don't fucking tell me to calm down!” Orion turned and shoved Draven’s chest. I gasped at the outburst, his warriors moved quickly, and so did Orion's. Everything happened quickly, Draven staggered a bit then bounced back, his fist curled into a ball and drove it into Orion's chin.