The Love From Vengeance

312: CAN’T CHANGE MY MIND

ARIEL’S POV

I cleared my throat, feeling a bit nervous under Andre’s scrutinizing gaze. “Um, yeah, so… I want to come back and work with the company again,” I finally blurted out, hoping I didn’t sound too awkward.

Andre raised an eyebrow, still not saying a word, and I shifted uncomfortably under his intense stare. “I’m serious, Andre,” I stammered, feeling the need to defend my

decision.

He finally broke his silence with a small chuckle. “Of course, I know you’re serious, Ariel,” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “I was just… processing.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his response. “Processing? You looked like you were

about to grill me for a second there,” I teased, feeling a wave of relief wash over me.

He shrugged nonchalantly. “I don’t know; maybe I thought you found some other

company better than mine,” he joked, and there was a playful glint right in his eyes.

I shook my head, still chuckling. “No way, Andre. You know that I’ll always work with Vitality Group. You helped me out years ago, and I’ll never forget that.”

Andre’s smile widened at my words. “I’m glad to hear that, Ariel,” he replied sincerely,

his eyes reflecting genuine gratitude.

“So, am I hired?” I asked, slowly widening my mouth.

He chuckled, tapping

s desk lightly. “Welcome back to the team.”

“Thanks, Andre,” I told him with a smile. It’s good to be back.”

“So, Ariel, I need to ask you something.”

I gave

face.

talked about this before, but I just have

here.”

what is

CLANG

speak up. Do you still plan to take revenge

understand this whole conversation from

you going to give me an answer to

about Mason hasn’t changed. And it’s not going to change. I thought we made this clear at

to see if I can still change

can’t. I think

this. You can’t

have to, André. Mason must pay for

ways to seek

son back.”

thought about it, André. This is the only way.

exhaled deeply and leaned his back against his chair. “I know you won’t

understanding, André. But Mason

stress it further. Let’s focus on your return to the

LUKE’S POV

a sanctuary amidst the bustling city. The rhythmic chirping of birds provided a soothing backdrop, a symphony of

ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like music.

after a colorful ball,

CHANGE

innocence. I couldn’t help but smile at

happiness.

pushed her brother higher and

on my face, transporting me back to my childhood days spent in this park. I remembered the thrill of racing down the winding paths and the exhilaration of conquering the playground’s towering structures. Back then, the world was a vast playground, filled with endless possibilities and adventures

at my heart. But amidst the wistfulness, there was also gratitude – for the memories forged in this very park, for the moments of joy and laughter that had shaped me into the person I am today. Yes, my grandfather used to take me here, as wdidmy parents. I

the sweet memories.

attention to a group of older children engaged in a game of tag. They darted and dodged with practiced agility, their movements fluid. and effortless. A timeless custom passed down through the generations, shouts of ecstasy and the occasional burst of playful taunting