Payback Chapter 81 Novels & Stories

Still sitting there, still watching me with that same unreadable face, but the guilt was still there underneath. I picked up another piece of toast and took a slow bite this time, chewing while my mind raced. Last night I had asked for this. I had begged for a payback. I had spread my legs for his twin brother and moaned while my husband was on the phone. I swallowed and spoke without looking at him . “I’m still serious about the request. An Eye for an eye. I can pay somebody else.... if you don't want to.....

If only I hadn't remembered how evil he was after marrying me, I would have easily melted with that innocent look. I immediately went into my room, sat, and pondered for a long time, thinking about what was really going on in my life. Is it true that God is giving me a second chance so that I can improve my future and make wiser decisions? At least, that's what I now believe. It's almost lunch time, but I'm still working on some urgent files. Like it or not, I have to call Daddy and say that I'll come later. I sent a message to Daddy to go with Mummy first, and Daddy agreed.

Ethan replied. "Very well, what about him?" Alfie asked. "I was contemplating how you would pay Steven back if you were in my predicament?" Ethan queried. "Ethan, 'a mistake made is already made.' The only way to rectify a mistake is to ensure it is not repeated, and we must move forward. I understand that Steven has wronged you in the past, but seeking retribution may exacerbate the situation," Alfie stated. "Hmm, do you have a solution for me or not?" Ethan pressed.

My wealth began to snowball, growing rapidly. … One year later. On an ordinary afternoon, I drove aimlessly through the city. By some twist of fate, I returned to that familiar intersection. I did not get out. I parked, peering through the tinted windows, quietly observing. Cars streamed by as crowds surged past. Students in uniforms walked across the crosswalk, laughing and teasing in small groups. Sunlight spilled over their young faces, filling them with hope and dreams for the future. I suddenly understood that the one who died in prison in my previous life was not truly my past self.

“Big firm. Big wins. Even bigger enemies.” She shrugged lightly. “The law doesn’t care who it offends. It only cares about truth.” His jaw tightened. “Then tell me the truth. Why now? Why this case?” “Because your company’s acquisitions are crushing minority-owned businesses and displacing families in East Harlem,” she replied coldly. “Because for every zero in your bank account, there’s a mother who can’t afford rent anymore.” His eyes narrowed. “You’re not here for justice. You’re here for revenge.”

In the early days, when money was tight and he was starting the company, I borrowed from every bank and loan app I could find to help him stay afloat. Later, when we could not pay it back, my phone was flooded with calls. Debt collectors showed up at the door of our tiny apartment. They even mass-texted my relatives and friends, so everyone knew I owed money. Even then, I did not shed a single tear. The moment Jason learned the truth that night, his eyes instantly filled with tears. He clung to me tightly, whispering his sobs in my ear. He said, “Sheena, I swear I’ll never let you down in this lifetime.”

While Ethan was in a good mood, I got his consent to leave the house and did another check-up in another hospital. However, I had to accept the reality. The results of the medical check-up were exactly the same as the previous one. Another month later, Ethan went for his third follow-up. The blood clot compressing the optic nerve had dispersed. He could now perceive another's figure. The doctor said he could soon see again. Meanwhile, I was diagnosed to have contracted end-stage lung cancer. The cancer had spread across half of my lungs.

"You said you're moving right, that's not a problem. Ah-ah, let me finish what I'm saying. I know that right now, you're indefinitely upset and angry and you feel like they're making a huge mistake taking us away from each other but it might not be so. I know I know I'm going to miss you a whole lot but it's a good thing. See, you'll make new friends when you go to your new school and everyone is going to love you because you are tea. You're a very amazing girl and everyone is going to love you, everyone is going to want to be your friend but we will still be bestest friends. You're going to have your parents with you and I know you hate them right now but you'll find yourself loving them al

I can't continue living in this town. I am ready to play this game. But what makes me sad is my precious, perfect daughter, Camilla. I know of all the people, she will be affected the most by my 'death'. But there is really nothing I can do about it. Plus, I am leaving everything in her name. So that when I finally decide to make 'The Return' to this damned town, I can get back everything that belongs to me without any legal issues. ÷÷÷÷÷÷÷

Liam also dropped to his knees with a thud, yanking at his hair as he sobbed. "Emma, I was forced into it! I embezzled the money because I wanted to get ahead, to give us a good life! For the sake of all those years I took care of you, please let me off just this once! I don't want to go to prison!" The flashbulbs around them were going off like crazy. Business elites and reporters attending the summit had stopped to watch this absurd spectacle.