Rebirth Of Vengeance

Chapter 35

Their laughter echoed in Easton's ears as they left, each chuckle grating on his nerves. He stormed to his car, the tension of the day etched on his face. Slumping into the back seat, he commanded through gritted teeth, "Take me home." His assistant, Xavier, shot him a worried look. "Mr. Garcia, Ms. Simpson's been calling non-stop. She insists you come over."

Easton's mind raced with images of Jennifer's tear-streaked face, the night's dubious events, and Emma's enigmatic words. His brow furrowed as he barked out, "First thing tomorrow, dig into what really happened with Mrs. Spencer's fall." Xavier, picking up on Jennifer's dramatics, chose to keep his own thoughts private and responded with a simple "Understood," as he navigated the vehicle towards the Simpson residence.

The realization hit Easton like a ton of bricks-he hadn't a clue where Natalie lived. "Oh, and find out Natalie's address while you're at it," he added.

Xavier inwardly lamented the irony-that Easton cared so little about Natalie's whereabouts. "Ms. Shawn's had it rough, he muttered. "Her family treats her like dirt, blames her for everything, and only comes knocking when they need something. Maybe it's for the best she's gone."

Easton's eyes flashed open, locking onto Xavier. He wanted to retort, but the truth in Xavier's words left him speechless. "She's just too vicious," Easton finally spat out, as if that settled it

Xavier kept quiet, knowing full well who the real snake in the grass was. He understood that arguing would be pointless, and to him, Jennifer seemed to be nothing but a harmful influence.

at the Simpson residence, he got out of the car. Stepping inside, he found Jennifer weeping on the

spotting Easton, exhaled in relief. "Easton, glad you made it," he said, gesturing to the seat next

a grace that masked his annoyance,

sniffled, her voice thick with emotion, She harbored feelings for someone else, yet Easton's tenderness managed to

but I'm just so upset. I did save Mrs. Spencer..." Jennifer's voice faded,

Natalie. Her intention was never

left, and the evening's events had once again cast her in an unfair light. As a mother, this was a hard truth to accept. Yet, the idea of Natalie interfering in her marriage ignited her fury. "What do you need me for?" Easton asked, his tone sharp with

one who reserved his tenderness for Jennifer alone. He was

Natalie is final, you should think about tying the knot soon,"

narrowed. "I'm still

divorce papers. "Easton, I'm not forcing you, but you and Jennifer are great together. You're a good match. We'd be

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