The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

Not someone I expected to see, but what could I say? God was just showing me things. And by the way, I couldn’t let this woman continue to walk around freely. Who knew what she had in mind? Who knew what she was cooking up? Her schemes are to ruin me. I couldn’t let her get out of my sight, no.

Still sitting in my car, I watched Harriet, her figure shrouded in a black hoodie, trudging along the road with an air of secrecy. My curiosity piqued. This was how the idiot was going to keep living her life. Moving here and there, hiding from the people of New Haven. What a life that was! Once a famous actress, now look at how she was ruined.

Instinctively, I felt the urge to drive in her direction, to uncover the mystery veiled beneath her cloak of anonymity. But was there actually a mystery? I could ask myself that, but the thoughts were technically kind of messed up. I knew what was going on in her mind right now. Seeking vengeance, she tried to follow through with her evil deeds. But apparently, I wasn’t going to let that happen. Well, if I had the chance, Hold on; I have the chance right now. Things could be really messed up, probably.

So, right now, it was all about following her, and just as I was about to shift gears. my phone interrupted the moment, buzzing insistently with an incoming call from Janice. When my daughter’s sweet voice called, I sighed and replied, “Why hadn’t I spent the night at home?”

“Oh, sweetheart,” I chuckled. “I’ve just got some things to take care of. But I promise, I’ll join you soon.”

Our conversation was brief but filled with affectionate exchanges, leaving me with a warm feeling in my heart as I ended the call.

Turning my attention back to the road, I became frustrated when I realized Harriet had vanished from sight. I slammed my palm against the steering wheel, cursing my luck.

Fuck! Why did that good–for–nothing idiot have to vanish like that? Now, where the hell had she gone? If only I could spot her right now. I’d start the car without

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But I couldn’t let myself get wild by that. I couldn’t think too much or get upset. about losing her. If she wanted to do something bad, she should go ahead. I wasn’t scared of her, but I was fully prepared for anything that was about to come.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts. And then I started driving.

LUKE’S POV

of my company, the weight of responsibility

I just had this different feeling. I didn’t know, but things were just different. Everyone was great–same faces, normal activities–but the feeling was different

could even reach. my office, Jack hurried over, his expression a mix of concern and urgency. Crap,

whispered, and his voice was filled with worry, as if we were supposed to depend

tersely, all because I had to. Thoughts of the impending meeting were moving around

Where are they?” I glanced around, searching for representatives from the Stark company. But before

stated bluntly, his tone. dripping with disdain. “It’s

noticed my erratic behavior and tendency to avoid meetings and responsibilities. I knew I needed to do better. But, you see, it has been all about family lately. It

do. To maintain the relationship I had with these people. My grandfather taught me that.

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swayed. Instead, they launched into a barrage of insults, which

first place. You clearly do

other spoke. “I have to admit; the old man was a fool for making

such a decision.”

you just say?” I asked in a cold and threatening tone. Anger boiled inside me, threatening to erupt. “Don’t you dare speak ill of my grandfather, “I growled, my fists clenched at my sides. “He believed in me,

don’t think that we’re going to be scared of that face of yours. We’re saying nothing but the truth right here. Your grandfather was such an idiot to hand Reynold’s company to you.

a lifetime.”

“Leave the company,” I commanded, my voice low and menacing. “I don’t need your worthless project, and I certainly don’t need your insults.”

at us, Luke Reynold. We’re just telling

truth

and your goddamn truth.

Getting angry and terminating projects

company to throw insults at me and mock my grandfather’s

that how you see