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 ahead.”

but I just have

here.”

so what is it?” I

CLANG

sighed before he finally decided to speak up. Do you still plan to

I understand this whole conversation from the

you do. So, Ariel, aren’t you

deep breath. “Yes, Andre. My decision about Mason hasn’t changed. And it’s not going to change. I thought we made

I just want to see if I can still change your mind.”

can’t. I think you’ve

you can’t do this. You can’t decide to

to, André. Mason must pay for

ways to seek justice. Killing him

son back.”

thought about it, André. This is the only

chair. “I know you won’t change

you for understanding, André. But Mason needs to

stress it further. Let’s focus

LUKE’S POV

chirping of birds provided a soothing backdrop, a symphony of nature in contrast to the cacophony of urban life. I took a deep breath, relishing the momentary

of life unfolding before me. Children of all ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like music. Each one

of toddlers chased after a colorful ball, their tiny legs pumping with

CANT CHANGE MY MIND

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

happiness.

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

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

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

location. Oh, the

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