The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 234

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.

a business. That was

the wealth, didn’t

“Be quiet!”

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

you just

thoughts,

all you want. I’m

bought this house. This isn’t

used my brother’s wealth.”

talking to you.”

to give me a serious headache. I better make sure I put her in her place.

ARIEL’S POV

leaves of the towering oak trees that lined the paths. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm, golden light over the tranquil scene. Birds chirped

vibrant flowers blooming in every corner and the grass a lush, inviting green beneath our feet. The air was

meeting as we took in the beauty surrounding us. Janice’s gaze darted

hand, our footsteps soft against the earth. We passed by a tranquil pond where ducks glided gracefully across the water,

daughter’s infectious joy, my own heart filled with happiness at the simple pleasures of motherhood. I watched as Janice bent down to pick a wildflower growing by the path, her small fingers carefully plucking the delicate. petals. The flower was a burst of

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

of bees and the distant laughter of children playing in the park. I closed my eyes, savoring the moment of peace and contentment that enveloped me. I felt a deep gratitude for

daughter onto my shoulders, allowing her to better view the playful creatures, Janice giggled

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