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He bit out, causing me to flinch. His words enraged me. How dare he? My brows furrowed while I tried to control my temper. “Then, you also have no business eating my mouth. We are nothing, Noah Hunter. You are my ex. And that means you are someone whose presence in my life has expired.”

He had harbored a deep grudge against Victor for years, nursing a bitter resentment that had festered and consumed him. Petrov's vendetta was fueled by a twisted desire for revenge, and he sought to tear down everything Victor held dear. He began targeting our relationship, employing insidious tactics designed to drive a wedge between us. He sent anonymous messages, planted seeds of doubt and suspicion, and even went so far as to orchestrate carefully staged encounters that aimed to cast doubt on Victor's loyalty.

His jaw got clenched as that picture raked old memories which were filled with miseries, sorrows, rage and vengeance. "I know what I am doing is wrong but there are times brother when you need to be selfish. Xavier and his father had made us cry a lot. Maybe you have forgotten their treachery and forgiven them but I haven't. That fire of vengeance is still alive in my heart and Rosaline's betrayal has only fanned the flames of my revenge more. Now that fire will devour everyone. I won't spare anyone and Xavier, you have played enough. You have laughed enough now it's time for you to pay for your as well as for your father's sins." *****

Serena agrees. We'll see the news about this everywhere for what feels like forever. I don’t feel any guilt about my actions or ours. I believe in Karma, and I think this is finally catching up with them. We have nothing to feel guilty for, though I know some won’t see it that way. They'll portray us as the villains—the illegitimate son and the rejected ex-wife—seeking revenge. That's what people will believe, and honestly, I don’t care. I stopped caring about their opinions long ago, and I know Serena feels the same.

"Wow, dude. You're saying horrible things. How could you tell your wife to abort?" "Looks like he's reunited with his ex-wife." I smiled wryly. "Yes, I met her again and she made me want to vomit. She trampled on my pride and I can't take it. I will get back at her for everything she has done to me," I told them. My eyes sharpened, flashing with vengeance. "Before I see her destroyed, I will never stop. So stop saying that I love that bitch! Because it makes me so sick every time I hear it!"

“What now?” “You don’t care about me at all. As long as I don’t ask questions, your happy.” “I want to keep you out of fucking jail, okay? If the cops come looking, you know nothing and can’t be charged with anything. I care only about you and that little girl, Valerie. To hell with everyone else. Do you know why your fucking ex is still breathing? Or his tramp, or that fucking spawn? Because you told me to leave it to you. That spawn should have been put down the second she hurt Freya. I don’t give a fuck that she’s a child. She’s a damn sociopath that gets off on hurting others.”

He snapped a picture of me and sent it to Crimson. "I am waiting for you…. Make sure you're alone or you will never see her alive." Before the other line could respond, he rudely pressed the end button. The man knelt down in front of me. "I wonder who will I kill first? You or your ex husband? Well, I could have fun with you while he watched. How would he feel witnessing me f*ck the woman he deeply cared about?" I glared at him. He just grinned in response. He got up, pacing back and forth while waiting. An hour passed by. Finally, footsteps sounded in the hall.

Rosa's eyes followed the pillow until it landed on the floor, she was hesitant to pick it back up for fear that he might toss it back to the ground. "Why the fuck is Mia so stupid? Is wanting to get married to my dad not enough for her. Why would she do a thing like this? Now my reputation is at stake, everything that I've worked for is going to be ruined all because that bitch can't contain her anger." "Woah, woah, woah. Hold on now. I don't think I heard that well!" Rosa let out, "your ex is getting married to your father?" Rosa said at the top of her lungs, her bewilderment clouding her thoughts.

How dare you Xavier to think you can play with me after all I did for you, I did everything for that bastard, and this how he pays me back, eloping with my best friend using my fucking hard-earned money Well sorry Xavier Morrison you stumbled on the wrong woman and for this, you must pay with your life, only your death will give peace to my soul, I'll like to see you suffer until your last breath that way I'll have no regret at all "Ahhh…. !!" I screamed in anger kicking the couch, men are fucking scumbags, except for one and when all of this is over, I'm going back for Nicklaus he's my last plug to fortune, I will make him love me again and I'll leave in everlasting wealth all the days of m

Betrayal. Something inside me snapped. The flickering embers of hope, the desperate yearning for forgiveness, for a second chance, extinguished completely, leaving behind only cold, hard ash. The love I’d clung to, the love that had driven my reckless attempts at redemption, curdled, twisted, transforming into something ugly, venomous. Hatred. Pure, undiluted hatred. For Charles Campbell, the snake who’d stolen my life, my company, my wife. And for Agatha.