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“Fine. I’ll do it.” Even as I said it, I wondered if I was making a deal or lighting a match. If I'm stuck here, I might as well make it count. His brow arched, surprised. “But only if you give me something first.” He folded his arms. “You’re bargaining?” “I’m surviving.” A pause. His eyes searched mine. “What do you want?” “Revenge.” That word tasted like ash and blood. It clawed its way out of me. “On Ethan, Jade, and Mara.”

Nicholas looked like a shadow of himself, having become lean and weak. The past few weeks had granted him ample time for profound reflection on his past and the people he had wronged. Self-hatred consumed him. It reached a point where he believed the only redemption lay in death. However, a burning desire to see his brother one last time and apologize for his actions stirred within him. He knew forgiveness from his brother was unlikely and, frankly, he didn't deserve it. Still, he wanted to try, aiming to make amends with everyone before facing his demise.

Like I'm unstoppable. "You remember me?" I question hoarsely, my grip tightened around the length of the blade. Vincent meets my gaze then looks away, his body trembling in pain. I nod my head. "Yeah..." I trail off. "You remember me." I state as I slowly sink the sharp blade deeper into his flesh. "What do you want?" He questions, his voice low and shaky. Revenge, I want fucking revenge. Anger seethes under my skin, as the man finally looks at me, his cold stare meeting mine. The smell of fresh blood works its way to my nostrils.

Why should I remain good to people after that? Sophia's head fell. They are on the same boat. He's lucky he still has battalion of soldiers who are still submissive to him, his wealth is still there and his mother is fighting to live. What about her? Even her dignity is gone and that's why she hates herself for loving Justin. "You never told me about this. West, revenge is sweet, but it also has its consequences. If you hurt them, you will be no different from them, I think you should…"

Once he had her trail, it'd still taken months of leg work to find her, and months more to land a suitable fall gig while he got this identity in order. His revenge would be so sweet. And Good Global would get the blame for her death. It would serve his boss, Lila, right for all the yanking him around. The gig was supposed to be over. Done with. He should be retreating, regrouping and waiting for the perfect moment to swoop in when Brat would be the least aware. He'd have her then. Maybe he wouldn't shoot her immediately. Maybe he'd make her suffer, just as he had for years in squalor and filth, watching over his shoulder.

I needed to act like nothing had happened, at least until I had a plan. How was I going to find a way to investigate on my own? How would I conduct a real search for the truth? I was nothing more than a pet to both of them, a convenient pawn in this deadly game full of complex plots. It didn’t matter. I had to find a way to uncover the truth. Not for the money, not for the recognition, but because both of them were so wounded by the loss that they couldn’t bear their own existence without wanting to destroy each other, as if that would somehow heal their old wounds.

"You used the promotion to the headquarters as bait! You said if Elsie would make you a bowl of potato stew, you'd help me get that position! If you hadn't dragged me down, Elsie wouldn't have gotten angry, and Belle wouldn't have gotten sick! "Belle is so young. What will she do in the future?" Randall belatedly felt a pang of guilt. Tessa spat, "If you didn't have those thoughts in the first place, could you have been tempted? How dare you blame me? It was you who cheated, you who forced them out in the snow to pick wild vegetables! You had guilt in your heart all along!" The two of them started fighting. Randall crawled toward the police officers. "I'm the victim! I was tricked by this bi

But I know it will unleash something inside me, something dark, primal, and utterly beyond reason. Levi and Santiago have their own phones out, desperation painting their features as they try again and again to reach Eboni and Alessandra. Each time, it goes to voicemail, their recorded voices far too cheery for the hell we’ve found ourselves in. “What the fuck is going on, Marcel?” Levi demands, his voice cracking. “Why would that fucking asshole go after them?! They have nothing to do with this!” Revenge. Pain. Suffering. My utter destruction.

Two, seek a different type of vengeance that wouldn't require manipulating and punishing a son for the sins of his father. The answer was clear.

I feel like I am missing something, or I have lost something, but I can't seem to place what have gone missing. Ruby was still talking, about our various classmate and I tuned her voice out. I just kept looking at her, she seemed so harmless here, so calm, but I know what she was capable of. She and her brother is one of the main reasons why my family got destroyed. Funny how she couldn't remember me, or maybe she does, but she is just pretending. If she does, then she knows that I am here for revenge and I won't stop till I kill her, so why hasn't she called the police yet.