Payback Manhwa Novels & Stories

Angela chuckled and replied, "You wish for me to solicit one million pounds from my boyfriend and then give it to you?" "I will repay you as soon as possible," Cynthia reiterated. "Let me pose a question: if I were to request one million pounds from my boyfriend to lend to you, how do you plan to repay him? Will your occasional hairstyling bring in that amount?" Angela countered. "That is not an issue; I will find another way to repay," Cynthia assured her. Angela hesitated to inform Cynthia that Ethan had not received a salary for the past two months. "Well, I understand your request, but the reality is that Ethan has not been paid for two months now. He has already invested a substantial a

She called me a fool and said she would never love me. "Now I finally remember." I finally came to a realization. Chelsea was overjoyed, and she kept clutching one of my mom's ceramic collections. "All these things are worthless. I'll sell them off for Mom tomorrow," she said. I caught sight of the joyous look that flashed in her eyes. "You damaged my suit. It was a customized suit that cost 500,000 dollars. How do you plan to pay me back?" The smile on Chelsea's face froze, and she teased, "Darling, are you kidding me? We're family. Why are you so calculating over something like this?"

“And now they pay.” The words land without effort. Final. Azriel nods once, slow, certain. When I glance back, just briefly, he’s still watching, something quieter in his expression, something sharper. The machines hum steadily behind us. Callum doesn’t move. And somewhere else, Vance is comfortable, Anya is laughing, both of them exactly where I need them to be. I don’t look away from Callum again. Because this is the cost. And this time, I make sure it’s paid.

Strong arms lifted her, cradling her against a chest she had pushed away a thousand times. "Stay with me," Lucian commanded, his voice breaking in a way she had never heard before. "Don’t you dare die. Do you hear me? I won’t let you die. I don’t care if I have to defy fate itself — you’re not leaving. Not like this." But darkness was claiming her, dragging her down into an abyss of regret and pain. Her last coherent thought was a prayer, a desperate wish: If I could go back... if I could do it all differently... I would. I swear I would. Then there was nothing. ---

Sophia sat in the coffee shop, staring at the tablet screen in front of her. The words in the article seemed almost too good to be true— Julian Sebastian’s Company Facing Financial Ruin because of scammers She blinked, reading it again, the sensation of triumph is bubbling within her chest. There it was, right in front of her: undeniable proof that everything she had suspected was coming to light. The rumors about his company’s financial troubles had been real, and she liked how karma came too fast, the kind problem that could ruin that man—and everything he had worked for.

Wanda's eyes darted around, scanning the crowd for backup, but all she got were whispers—and none of them sounded sympathetic. "Seriously? He doesn't owe her anything." "She's just trying to guilt-trip him. That's so low." "If she's that desperate for money, she should get a job. Begging like this is pathetic." The realization hit her hard, and her fake-innocent act crumbled. Her face twisted with anger, and she went straight for the nuclear option. "I've been sleeping with you for three years, Shaun! And now you're throwing me away? Fine, if you won't pay, I'll tell everyone you forced yourself on me!"

He glanced at the screen before answering, his tone calm and steady. "The loan is settled? Got it." That single sentence caused another major shift in Mable's expression. In her mind, a new conclusion took shape. "I knew it! There's no way this broke-ass guy suddenly has money! Turns out he paid for the wedding by taking out a loan! "Clearly, he's all bluff, just trying to look rich for Talia. Good thing I was smart back then and dumped him early. Otherwise, I'd be stuck paying off his debts with him right now!"

"No way, I’m so happy! I’m not going home until I’m drunk tonight." The drunkenness spread to my cheeks, and all my words and emotions poured out. My body swayed unsteadily, and I draped my arm over Jason’s shoulder. "You don’t understand the joy of revenge, I’ve died once," I laughed loudly. "I was reborn. It’s a relieve to watch them being in chaos." "You’re drunk. You’re talking nonsense. How can someone be reborn? You’ve just started a new life." Jason pulled me into his arms.

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!

“Heavens! You do not know how to play! You already want to increase my blood bond, right?” “Hey, what to do? That way I'll always have a servant available. Besides, your character loves my blood.” “Of course, because you bought that perk there: Addictive Blood.” “Hey! I had perk points to spend, it's not my fault you guys bought other stuff." “I know, you naughty bitch.” "For sure! And with pride!” Claire rolled her eyes and then left the room, I smirked and took a deep breath, looking at the PC screen on.