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.

before, but I just have to make

here.”

so what is it?”

CLANG MY

speak up. Do you still plan to take revenge on Mason?

I understand this whole conversation from

you do. So, Ariel, aren’t you going to give me

decision about Mason hasn’t changed. And it’s not going

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

I think

this. You can’t decide to

André. Mason must pay for what he did to my son.

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 Mason needs to

Ariel. I won’t stress it further. Let’s

LUKE’S POV

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

and played, their laughter echoing like music. Each one seemed to possess irrepressible energy, an infectious joy that

of toddlers chased after a colorful

CHANGE

a heartwarming and nostalgic innocence. I couldn’t help but

happiness.

her brother higher and higher, his

the winding

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 remember

Oh, the

group of older children engaged in a game of tag. They darted and dodged with practiced agility, their movements fluid. and effortless.