The Revenge Of Begonia Mga Nobela at Kwento

Then I got out of the car and set it on fire and ran far from it then watched it explode from afar. "Very soon...I'll come for you, Vladimir. Enjoy your life as much as you can in the meantime." I walked towards the car I left there the previous day, slid into the driver's seat and drove back home with a feeling of satisfaction. I was going to finish my revenge, I was goig to end every single person who was involved in the ruination of my life and I was gonna do it in the worst ways possible. ** The Next Day I stood in front of my Target as he approached me. He just came from Australia and I was posing as his driver.

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

Quinton pressed at the faint red mark on the back of his hand and spoke in a pitiful tone, "Dr. Foster, I know you're upset about your hands. I only wanted to share the good news that I’d just published three papers in top journals, but you tried to hurt my hands instead?!" He had stolen my work in plain sight and won everyone's praise. As for me, I was already notorious. Voices of contempt and abuse rose all around me. Before I could say a word, Magnolia slapped me across the face. Then, she ground the heel of her shoe into the back of my hand. The pain nearly made me black out. "Quin never did anything to you! He's still thinking about you on his wedding day, and this is how you repay him?

“If you drive me to the clinic, I’ll fully accept your offer to help.” Bryan looked hesitant and said, “Are you sure that you’re going to change your face? Just because you want to seek revenge?” “Well, taking revenge is your idea to begin with, right?” Ginger pointed out. “Plus, I did really want to make their lives a living hell like what they did to mine, so we’re even.” Bryan went silent for a while and heaved a sigh. “You don’t need to help me,” Ginger said. “Just don’t stop me, it’s all I ask.”

For all the times he had treated me like I wasn’t worth it, I was going to hurt him more. He would regret why he had done what he did to me. He had used me and treated me like trash. This was my turn to revenge and get back my children in the process. When I was done soliloquizing about my future wins, I donned the gown and started for the mirror. It was a sexy gown with a long slit which ran from the bottom of the long dress to the lap in front. I held a leg in front, admiring how hot I looked. I was going to be the center of attention at that party.

“I'm not afraid that you're going to replace my daughter—because you just don't measure up—I just don't like you or the idea of you.” Vivian waited till the butler had poured her a fresh cup of tea and took a sip of it before she spoke, “You ask me what's my gain in all of this. Revenge. Revenge is my goal, Monet.” “You humiliated my son. Broke his heart. Made him and me the laughingstock of New York.” Vivian rose, her eyes squinting to daggers, fists clenching at her sides as the distance between her and Monet closed, standing almost bosom to bosom.

Revenge. He wanted to avenge the death of his first love Rebecca Anderson at the hands of the Bonacci Family. He believes that the Club Roman auctioned Rebecca off, and now she vanished off the face of the earth like she did not exist. He had to crush Club Roman and the Bonacci family, starting with its mob boss, Don Marco. “If that is the case, I don’t have any use for you. I might as well sell you off to the highest buyer to get a return on my investment plus profits,” he told her honestly.

Velena couldn't blame Alexander for the hurt in her after what happened to her parents a dozen years ago, but Velena also didn't condone the way Alexander had hurt so many people even those who had done nothing wrong to him and Kimbeerly. Velena would never have known if Alexander hadn't suddenly returned home five years ago when she had only been home for a few days. Because when Velena asked Alexander to return home the man would say he couldn't because he was busy with his work and Velena thought that all that time Alexander was really working like what the man said, but beyond Velena's expectations Alexander took revenge on the family of the person who had killed his parents.

At the moment, what did, was surviving. “I—I didn’t mean for it to get this out of control!” Melanie continued. “That idiot was only supposed to burn Bellatrix’s piece. Just to teach her a lesson. For everything she’s done to us—the humiliation and the injustice. She ruined my entire career, Gina, and humiliated me. I wanted revenge. But now…” She trailed off, panic holding down the rest of her words. Regina’s eyes turned into vicious slits. “So your idea of revenge was arson?”

Vincent asked kindly. “Please... Can I stay with you? I don't want to stay in that hotel anymore,” Bianca said with a pleading face. Vincent fell silent for a moment while thinking. “Of course. You can stay with me,” he said, smiling. “Oh, my God! Thank you! I love you!” Bianca said with a cheerful smile as she hugged him. Her heart is thudding; she is so happy. Vincent's face turned sad behind her hug. He had a plan in mind. He will use Bianca to take revenge on Angela.