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

curious face.

before, but I

here.”

what is

CLANG

to speak up. Do you still plan to take

understand this

chuckled. “I’m sure you do. So, Ariel, aren’t you

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

see if I can still change your mind.”

think you’ve seen enough now.”

you can’t do this. You can’t

to, André. Mason must pay for what he did

ways to seek justice. Killing him

son back.”

about it, André. This is the only

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

for understanding, André. But Mason needs

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

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

of all ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like music. Each one seemed

a group of toddlers chased after a colorful ball, their

CANT CHANGE MY

Their laughter bubbled with pure delight, filling the air with a heartwarming and nostalgic innocence. I couldn’t help but smile at

happiness.

laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves overhead. The older sister pushed her brother higher and higher, his squeals of excitement reaching new heights with each arc. Their bond was palpable, a testament to the unbreakable ties of family

in this park. I remembered the thrill of racing down the winding paths and

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

location. Oh, the sweet

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