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

a curious face. “Go

I

here.”

is it?” I queried.

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up. Do you still plan

this whole conversation

“I’m sure you do. So, Ariel, aren’t you going to give

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

I just want to see if I can

I think you’ve seen enough now.”

do this. You can’t decide to

for what

are other ways to seek justice.

son back.”

about it, André. This

his back against his chair. “I know you won’t change your mind, but I had to try.”

But

I won’t stress it further. Let’s

LUKE’S POV

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

their laughter echoing like

toddlers chased after a colorful

CANT CHANGE MY MIND

delight, filling the air with a heartwarming and nostalgic innocence. I couldn’t help but smile

happiness.

brother higher and higher, his squeals of excitement reaching new heights with each arc. Their bond was palpable, a testament to the unbreakable

my childhood days spent in this park. I remembered the thrill of racing down the winding paths and the exhilaration of conquering the

for those carefree, free of obligations–and expectations days with a pang of longing tugging 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 can still

Oh, the sweet memories.

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