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

but I

here.”

okay, so what is it?” I queried.

CLANG MY

Do you still plan to take revenge on Mason?

understand this whole conversation from the

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

changed. And it’s not going to change. I thought we made this clear at

know, but I just want to see if I can still change your

you can’t. I think you’ve

you can’t do this. You can’t decide

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

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

son back.”

This

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

understanding, André. But Mason needs to pay.

Let’s focus on

LUKE’S POV

The rhythmic chirping of birds provided a soothing backdrop, a

all ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like music. Each one seemed to possess irrepressible energy, an

a colorful ball, their tiny

CHANGE

pure delight, filling the air with a heartwarming and nostalgic innocence. I couldn’t help but smile at their antics, reminded of simpler times when

happiness.

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

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

for the memories forged in this very park, for the moments of joy and laughter that had shaped me into

location. Oh, the sweet memories.

a game of tag. They darted and dodged with practiced agility, their movements fluid. and effortless. A timeless custom