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Emily feels herself losing grip already and drags her to her feet, the latter crying out in pain. Looking down, she grins again. Ah, Vito worked her feet, she thinks to herself, reveling at the sight of blood. Amy sees the bloodthirsty look in her eyes but says nothing. Emily holds her gaze and pushes her up against the basement wall. “Listen, Amy, I’m not the timid doe you met while you fucked my brother. He tried to have me killed and have my territory ripped from me. This is retribution, a debt needs to be paid in blood and you’re the unfortunate sacrifice. Do as Vito says and he will make this a quick death.” Emily spat out her warning and throws the latter down onto the basement floor.

She pointed at a corner on the opposite side of the wall across from me and turned to me, “I will be in that bend. Say you want to take a piss and come to me for recess, okay?” “Thank you,” I nodded and grabbed the broken mop. I placed it in the water and began cleaning on my knees. My tears refused to stop even as I cleaned but I kept going, Hilda’s words fueled me, and I continued enduring all the pain and abuse just like she said. The best revenge would be when Emily returned with the evidence I desperately needed.

My ability to fry someone's brains, and of course she deserves it. I let go of the wheel and relaxed, concentrating on her, wishing with every fiber in my body that her head explodes. I wanted her to feel the pain she's caused my family, I wanted her to feel she pain she inflicted on my Mom. She didn't deserve any kindness and I wasn't going to hold back, it was time to get my revenge. Not long, her hands on the wheel tightened and she screamed out in pain, bleeding from her nose and ears. I didn't stop though, I didn't think it was enough yet.

Logan grumbled, clearly displeased that she was right, and just held her tighter for a while, before sighing heavily, as if trying to calm the anger that was obviously still burning inside him, and turning to Simon. - Let me know if you see one of those two idiots taking even one step out of line... And put Emily in Foster's shoes in whatever job comes her way. – Now it was his turn to kiss her hair, just to be able to whisper in her ear – With revenge or without revenge, nobody talks like that to you and gets away with it.

"I was trying to help! How can you do this to me?" Her assistant, still clutching the laptop, took a nervous step forward. "Don’t worry, Emily. I’ll come get you out." Emily whipped around, her eyes blazing as she glared at Delilah, Ruby, and Helen. "I promise you, I’ll get my revenge. I’ll prove you’re all criminals!" Ruby snorted, folding her arms. "I guess that won’t be happening, Mrs. Emily, because you’ll be in jail!" She stuck out her tongue, earning an annoyed growl from Emily.

Chapter 91 [ Cherly ] I think I'm dreaming , my hands are still shaking . Emily in flesh and blood. She's alive . What the hell . What am I going to do now? She knows I wanted to kill and if she's back for revenge , is she going to expose me. No that can't happen, my reputation and everything I have built all my life would be gone . FLASHBACK - “ I don't know you .” Emily said walking away but Cherly stopped her

"Is everything okay, Emily? You seem... different." She took a deep breath, as if trying to find the right words. "I feel like I'm all alone in this, Roman. I have to seek revenge for my mother's death." My heart sank at her words. I knew how much her mother meant to her, and the pain of losing her was still fresh. But seeking revenge was dangerous and wouldn't bring her mother back. "Emily, I understand your grief and anger," I said softly, taking her hand in mine. "But seeking revenge won't bring your mother back. It will only put you in more danger."

Emily struggled to breathe and said, "There's no benefit to doing this. It's better to let me go first. If there's something, we can sit down and talk it out..." "If we're going to talk, it should be just the two of us. You should have them step back," Haley said calmly. Emily clenched her jaw tightly. If these bodyguards step back, she will definitely die at Haley's hands. Four years ago, she almost burned Haley to death in a big fire. Now, this despicable woman is back to collect her debt! Haley would never let her hands be stained with blood. She did come back for revenge, but she didn't intend to take lives. Isn't a fate worse than death the best punishment?

“Get ready to watch the history of your life rewritten, sweetheart. Starring you, in the role of a lifetime.” The TV flared on. My eyes locked on the screen, unblinking, as if looking away might make the air vanish from my lungs. A polished voice filled the room. “... Following the tragic death of billionaire Roland Holt, his only child, Adrielle Holt, is said to have suffered a severe mental breakdown. She is currently recovering in a rehabilitation center, where her devoted husband, Valen Donald, remains by her side...” My head whipped toward him, then back to the screen. “Rehab? Mental collapse?” My voice broke, high and desperate.

His voice was calm, but firm. “Then why?” she whispered. “So you can get revenge,” he said, not softening. The word struck odd and hard in the hum of the party. “Get your life back.” Her breath hitched. “Why?” “Because you deserve it,” he replied. His gaze was steady, unflinching. “Because the bastard deserves everything that’s coming.” Selene’s breath caught, a surge of anger flooding through her. "What do you mean?" "He’s been playing you for years. You think he’s the man you married, but he’s not. He’s nothing more than a coward."