Novel & Cerita The Revenge Affair

He took a deep breath. "Dianna, you are like my family too. In my few years of working with your family, you have become important to me. I just hope that what you are planning will not destroy you." "My plan to get revenge is final. I want to make my husband pay for all the pain he caused me by having an affair, Mr. Sebastian. He smashed my world apart, and I would like to take revenge on him. I would not be calm especially that I know that my child would not have miscarried if it wasn't because of him." I noticed the resistance in Mr. Sebastian's eyes.

another snorted. The look of awe everyone had on their faces quickly turned to one of disgust, hatred, and anger as the news of Sonia's atrocities circulated in whispers through the crowd. Many persons recollected the event that took place a few weeks ago, remembering how that news about Nicholas' breakup with his fiancée and the secret affair he had with her cousin, whom he was then dating, had spread like wildfire through several media outlets but was immediately swept under the carpet by the powerful Hemsworth family.

“We’re taking everything that matters to him. We begin with Nowelle—then, we finish him. You’ll gain his trust. His heart. You’ll access files, schedules, finances. Every move he makes, I want to know it before he does. Understood?” I stay quiet, processing. This means seeing him more—more than I want to. Just the thought of being near him again stirs feelings I’d rather bury. But then I remember what his father did to mine. I don’t care if I have to be his chef, his driver, his dog walker—I’ll do whatever it takes to destroy them. “Okay, Uncle. As long as Stephen pays in the end, I’ll do anything.” He nods. “Apply tomorrow. Blend in. Be useful. You alone hold the key to your revenge.”

As always, he would support his mother even if evidences proved she was in the wrong. Tears brimmed in my eyes. “Cheat? I've done nothing but stay faithful even when all your mother does is intrude in our marital affairs and nag about the things I did and didn't.” “Don’t try to turn this around, Ariana. I'm highly disappointed that you would go behind my back to go and have an affair with Gabriel.” Sadness and anger reflected in his eyes. What was left to say when they had already made their conclusions? I turned to his mother who was on the chair looked so smug as she watched the scene unfold. “I hope you're happy now.” With that, I spun on my heels to walk back to my car.

Almost let myself think that maybe, somehow, some small part of what we had together had been real. Then I remembered Vincent Reeves. I remembered being tied up in that warehouse, listening to him explain how he had spent fifteen years planning his revenge. I remembered the cold calculation in his voice as he told me exactly how he was going to destroy my life. Blake had done the same thing. Maybe not for fifteen years, but he had planned and calculated and executed a scheme to destroy me. The only difference was that Vincent's motivation was revenge, and Blake's was jealousy and greed. "You know what, Blake?" I said, my voice getting colder again. "I don't care if you're sorry. I don't care

“Lucian if you are here to pay respects at my father's memorial, I suggest you sit and let the ceremony carry on. Do not cause any distraction, we will sort out whatever issue we have later on.” I clenched my jaw, my anger simmering just beneath the surface. For years, I had lived in the shadow, which made my revenge slower than I wanted. I decided to show my face to Damon now to let him know I was ready to take back what was rightfully mine. With how impatient he is, I know showing myself to him would greatly trouble him, I was certain he was going to snap and try to stage an attack on me, and that was exactly what I wanted. He needed to come to me on his own. Straightening my tie, I replie

“How long have you been involved with him?” The questions fired in rapid succession, merciless. Within moments, headlines shifted. The scandal of Daven’s supposed affair was eclipsed—replaced by Vanessa’s alleged infidelity with her assistant, compounded by her exposed past: the woman who had stolen Daven Callister from his lawful wife, Althea Grayson. Theo shoved forward, planting himself in front of Vanessa, trying to wrest back control. “Enough! This is sabotage, an outright attack on our family! You can’t trust this cheap fabrication!”

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."

The lines between hate and love blurred, forcing her to confront the complexities of her own emotions. As the silence lingered, Florida and Beta found themselves caught in a delicate dance—a dance of revelations and unspoken truths, where past wounds collided with unexpected connections. In this pivotal moment, Florida's journey of revenge took an unforeseen turn, opening a path to rediscovering the depths of her own heart and the possibility of forgiveness.

I opened my mouth to respond but she held up a hand, stopping me before I could get the words out. "And let us not forget the most important detail," she continued. "It was you who suggested the affair arrangement. You said it yourself. If you had not mentioned it, Dominic would never have brought it up. Which means that whatever is happening between you two exists because you initiated it. Not because he pursued you. Not because he had feelings for you. But because you needed a tool for your revenge and he agreed to be that tool." The words hit harder than I wanted to admit, each one finding a crack in my armor and slipping through.