Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge Gerard Way Novels & Stories

My face looking pale as ever…my eyes wide and dark, a stark contrast to the perfectly serene, submissive wife I had spent the last two weeks pretending to be. I had been so careful. So meticulously, agonizingly detailed. For a split second, my mind flashed back to the night I had found those files. I could still smell the cedar and expensive cologne in the living room…I can still remember the way my pulse had stuttered when I saw his laptop open on the couch while he showered which is the same low, rhythmic hiss of water pouring in the bathroom now. I had looked. Of course, I had looked. There, displayed in cold, clinical rows of pixels, was the canyon that would eventually swallow him whole

But now, that charm flitting in the wind seemed to slap me in the face. I ripped the good luck charm off the plant and lit it on fire before tossing it into the drain. "Mr. Leeds, when are you going to pay us the 300 dollars in compensation?" A familiar voice rang out from behind me. I turned and saw Yves, flanked by a group of workers, walking toward me like he was the king of the world. Steve shouted, "Yeah! How much money have you greedily made off of us over the years? Now, you can't even compensate us? What a dirty, rotten businessman you are!"

Even breathing too loudly felt like a mistake. “Don’t play games like you used to,” Chase said abruptly. “I only had you brought back because my grandmother misses you. Behave, and don’t overthink this.” I met his eyes in the rearview mirror, forcing a bitter smile. So nothing had changed. He still believed I — and my father — had betrayed the alliance. He still despised me. Yet he waited three years to mention his grandmother — and did so on the eve of his engagement? Of course. It wasn’t care. It was control.

Leila had been right the first time we should leave this alone, it was too dangerous, especially for me. “You were right Imogen. We need to stop these people and make them pay for what they have done,” she sniffled. I withdrew my hand, wishing that I had never went to Genevieve’s funeral in the first place. “Here’s your coffee. I was most generous with the sugar,” she placed the steaming cup down on the table, a wide smile on her face, “let me know if I can get you guys anything else.” Leila mumbled thanks. “Do you have the flash drive?” I asked.

A servant stood at the door and whispered, "madam, sir, said you should take care of Miss Sabrina..." A LITTLE AUTHOR NOTE Dear Readers, I know this story can be painful to read right now. Liliana is suffering, enduring heartbreak, injustice, and losses that may make you angry, frustrated, and even want to give up on this book. But I promise you, her pain is not meaningless. Some revenge stories burn hot and fast. This one is different. Revenge is a dish served cold, and Liliana's revenge will be worth the wait. Every tear, every humiliation, and every moment of suffering is building toward something unforgettable.

Clad in a dark blue form-fitting dress, the female emcee announced, "The winner of Plot C-3 is… Pearson Group! Congratulations, Pearson Group!" Thunderous applause rang out in the venue. Ramona stood up excitedly. Of course, she just had to keep taunting me. "I told you that the plot is ours! Dana, I finally won against you!" Xander merely raised an eyebrow, though he never bothered hiding the smugness brimming in his eyes. "One mustn't be so full of themselves." I congratulated Xander with a smile. "I hope Pearson Group will achieve a higher level of success."

me: " if you are Hayden LI.. and the great business man.. then why did you joined as my father assistant and married me.. " Hayden: " oh you want answer.. ask your dad.. oh I just forgot to say.. from now onwards you won't go out of here... fine let me tell me.. I just joined your father company.. to take my revenge... " Listening to this, I felt like my world collapsed... ' revenge... what revenge...!!!!'

Evander looked stunned too as I could read his facial expression like one who wasn't expecting a positive response from me. I wore pride on my face and I love how he grinned. "I'd get everything ready visen for the declaration" he added and I found myself smiling at him. But I shouldn't, not so quick, I was here for revenge. "What viz? That was a slip of tongue right?" Cahir snaps with a serious gaze as he stood up from his chair. I quickly stood to debunk his judgement. If my reply hurts his pride, that's for him to handle. He was burning at evander who I felt was trying so hard to hold back his annoying wolf from morphing out. Rather than returning rage for rage, I placed a wry smile, keep

"' After the song, I turned off the speaker and kept quiet. The breath I let out was heavy, and I was deep in thought. What if he didn't cheat on me? What if we proceed with our plans? . . marrying after 2 years and having 3 children. Would I be happy if that happened? It could have been the best moment of my life, but I couldn't do anything to bring back the past. All I could do was seek revenge and move according to my plan. After thirty minutes, it was dark. I tried to get my phone to call Duex when the phone suddenly died. I leaned back dejectedly, and I just broke down like that when I saw that I was running out of gas.