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. “Go ahead.”

this before, but I just

here.”

so what is

EAST CLANG MY

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

I see. Now I understand this whole conversation from the

Ariel, aren’t you going to give me an

My decision about Mason hasn’t changed. And it’s not going to change. I thought we

know, but I just want to see if

I think

can’t do this. You can’t

Mason must pay for what he did to

are other ways to seek justice. Killing him won’t

son back.”

it, André. This is the only

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

for understanding, André. But

stress it further. Let’s focus on

LUKE’S POV

on the weathered bench in the heart of the park, a sanctuary amidst the bustling city. The rhythmic chirping of birds provided a soothing backdrop, a symphony of nature in contrast to the cacophony of urban life. I took a deep breath,

drawn to the vibrant tapestry of life unfolding before me. Children of all ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like music. Each one seemed to possess irrepressible energy, an

a group of toddlers chased after a colorful ball, their tiny legs

CHANGE

help but smile at their antics, reminded of

happiness.

overhead. The older sister pushed her brother higher and higher, his squeals of

smile popped on my face, transporting me back to my childhood days spent in this park. I remembered the thrill of racing down the winding paths

the moments of joy and laughter that had shaped me into the person I am today. Yes, my grandfather

location. Oh, the sweet memories.

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 accompanied each chase.