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Reborn for Revenge Last Chapter The hall was packed full of the business world’s elite. The invitation was the most coveted thing as zero cameras were seen in the hall save for the officially approved videographers. The orchestra struck a cord, the double doors swung open and Elena Sanchez began her walk down the aisle. In her right hand she held a bouquet of flowers and her left down was intertwined with a man’s own. Shock rippled through the guests as they recognized the man as Chairman Donatelli.

At that moment, it seemed to be as if his actions weren't born of revenge, but something else entirely. You don't make your enemies feel loved in revenge. She opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the intensity of his gaze. Those dark gray eyes seemed to draw her in like a magnet. They were dark and deep and mysterious like the night sky. "Why did you do this?" "Wanted you close to me,” he replied and caressed her cheek with the back of his hand. "Wrap your legs around me." Kevin's voice was a sultry whisper as he urged her to wrap her legs around him but seeing her hesitation he slowly pulled her soaking gown up—his touch was soft and patient— exposing her bare thigh and wrapped it

Perhaps he'd genuinely loved her. Blood gushed from Mable's lips as she opened her mouth to speak, but she stubbornly continued, "You're such a fool, Lester… I've never loved you in two lifetimes… You're nothing but a pawn in my revenge plan against Erica…" … From that day onward, I never saw either of them again. Two years later, I received a handwritten letter from Lester. "I'm sorry, Erica. If there's another life, I'll love you the way I should have."

“And I’ve decided I don’t like the ending. So I’m rewriting it.” I didn't give him a chance to howl. I drove my knee into his gut, folding him in half, and before he could hit the ground, my hand was around his throat. I lifted him, his boots dangling a foot off the moss. He thrashed, his claws scratching uselessly at my forearms, his face turning a mottled purple. “You’re a footnote, Korgan,” I said, my voice devoid of emotion. “A ghost Zebub is going to keep waiting for until the day Amani rips her throat out.”

"Come on. We need to find Elias and break the curse on us." Mirabelle dug in her heels. "No, not unless you acknowledge this child!" "What child? Don't you dare ruin my son!" The two of them started fighting. All of a sudden, Marcus thought of something, ran to the side, and threw up. My assistant reminded me that I still had a business gathering to attend that evening. I'd had enough of this farce, so I ordered my bodyguards to kick them all out. … Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive.

Lucil helped me to realize I was just in denial. I had thought she wouldn't have a good heart and wouldn't care about other people, but I was wrong. I still don't get the reason why I feel like a totally finished man, but I don't want to lose her. My ears bleed upon hearing her scream the word ‘Revenge,’ I needed to understand what she was saying. Revenge? How can she do that all by herself? “Yes, I want to go back to Spring Pack and expose the evil that was done against me,”

She said as she brought out a phone card from her file. “What is that?” Mrs. Cushion asked curiously. “She's an ally. Once I give her a call, I'll be able to get more evidence to back my claim. Cushion, we have really hit the jackpot this time around, and China Wong is my ticket to redemption.”

Even as the city’s wind tore at him, the air felt suffocating, like it was both familiar and foreign. He needed to finish this, then leave... once and for all. ____ *A/N: I’m honestly so happy guys, that I’m finally writing Axel’s character! (ʘᴗʘ✿) I hope you’ve already fastened your seatbelts, because now that our main lead is here, things are about to take a whole new turn. Hold on tight! And thanks so much for reading… Kisses*

But I was really yearning to breathe the fresh air outside this hole. "Are you going to ignore me today also? I mean you should get a break from those books you read always." Nick is an annoying prick. I learnt his name the second day I got here, Nick Thatcher, he had been in an accident and was in rehab for that. He is a rich guy but very down to earth, it was part of his timetable to annoy me every single day and I just ignored him.