The Love From Vengeance

234: WHAT I DID

LUKE’S POV

“I’m glad you asked me, young man, “my great–aunt spoke in her mocking tone. And I was very eager to know what she did that had brought to the establishment of this company. Or maybe she was talking nonsense. Well, she better be.

I kept glaring at her while she continued, “As you can see, your grandfather always had a dream of becoming a billionaire. He had no money, and he needed one to chase this dream of his. So I had to help him out.

“Hold on a minute, what year did all of this happen?” I asked, still not ready to buy this crap coming from this woman.

“Before you were born.”

I laughed, shaking my head. “You know what? Just continue, continue.” I clapped.

“Oh, shut up!” She spat. “What are you feeling like, huh?”

“I’m sorry, say what now?”

“No, you’re feeling yourself too much.”

“Right, yeah. Says the woman who came and started talking shit. The woman who just came out of nowhere wants to take away what doesn’t belong to her.

helped your grandfather. I gave him the money he needed to start a business. That was all I had at that time because

the wealth, didn’t you?”

“Be quiet!”

can’t be quiet. You think I’ll be quiet when it has gone to a situation like this? You think my lips are going to be sealed?” I chuckled. “Hell no, but I have to make this clear to you. You helped my grandfather, yes. It’s not like you’re told to

just a

clown here is you,” I retorted. “Your thoughts, your thinking, everything concerning

all you want. I’m still going to that house.”

house. This isn’t where I- lived when I was still

my brother’s

talking to you.”

my car. This woman was about to give me

ARIEL’S POV

paths. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden light over the tranquil scene. Birds chirped melodiously in the background, adding a symphony of nature’s sounds

vibrant flowers blooming in every corner and the grass a lush, inviting green beneath our feet. The air was rich with the scent of freshly cut grass and blooming flowers, a sweet perfume that

I knelt beside her, our eyes meeting as we took in the beauty surrounding us. Janice’s

the earth. We passed by a tranquil pond where ducks glided gracefully across the water, leaving ripples in their wake. Janice let out a delighted squeal as she pointed at the ducks, her eyes sparkling with delight.

bent down to pick a wildflower growing by the path, her small fingers

of cherry blossom trees in full bloom. The branches were heavy with pink and white blossoms, creating a canopy of petals that danced in the breeze. Janice and I stood beneath the blooming trees; our faces upturned to the fluttering petals that

I closed my eyes, savoring the moment of peace and

as she spotted a family of squirrels playing in the branches above. I lifted my daughter onto my shoulders, allowing her to better view the playful creatures, Janice giggled with delight, her small hands reaching out to the squirrels as they chattered and scampered