Rebirth Of Vengeance

Chapter 7

Natalie had named Luna, a name that suited the girl with eyes as pure and bright as a spring, yet as chilling as the moon.

Luna had everything in order before Natalie even arrived. "All se, Ms. Shawn," she said, her voice as cool and crisp as the moonlit night.

With a nod of approval, Natalie gave Luna the next task. "Perfect Now, make those calls for me," she instructed before hanging up.

Today marked the anniversary of an incident in her previous life where she had been hurt and Jennifer had exploited the situation. This time, she was determined not to let Jennifer overshadow her.

Jennifer had unintentionally aided Easton's business during that event, earning his deep gratitude and being cherished by him. But that appreciation should have been Natalie's alone, and she wasn't about to let Jennifer take credit for it again.

"Natalie, what are you doing here?" Jennifer's voice interrupted her thoughts. Their encounter was happening sooner than it had in her previous life. Glancing over, Natalie saw Jennifer and Easton, now openly a couple after Easton's divorce from Natalie, standing together without a care for onlookers.

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Natalie raised an eyebrow at Jennifer. "What's it to you?" she replied, her tone cool.

How did you get in without a card? It's not

looked at Natalie with curiosity. "Where have you been for the past three months?" he asked, his voice

white dress that contrasted with her cool demeanor, had transformed. She was no longer the dutiful wife; she was a woman with

what they say about running into an ex-it's like biting into a sour lemon. So, stay out of my way." She was untouchable now, immune to their games. Easton frowned, not used to her sharp tongue. "Natalie, watch your

her confidence shining through. "Oh, I'm way past watching my step. I was the one who was blind, thinking you

deepened, but he couldn't deny her

the trash, Jennifer. Your being here just reassures me I dodged a bullet. Now, if

bulged at

decided it was time to make her

air of defiance, a feeling of losing

1. in.

voice tinged with worry, addressed Easton, "Easton do you think the divorce has pushed Natalie over the edge? Why is she searching for some hot guy?" She made sure to emphasize 'hot guy, watching as Easton's eyes turned icy. Easton's body tensed, his hands balling into fists, his gaze masking a brewing storm. "Let's move on. Don't worry about her. Once she's tired of

lost color as she questioned further, "Easton, you're divorced now. Are you

Wed, Nov 13

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