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

know we’ve talked about this before, but I just have to make things clear

here.”

so what is it?”

CLANG MY

up. Do you still

Now I understand this whole conversation

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

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

know, but I just want to see

I think

this. You can’t

to, André. Mason must pay for what he did

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

son back.”

it, André. This is the only

“I know you won’t change your mind,

André. But

stress it further. Let’s focus on your

LUKE’S POV

soothing backdrop, a symphony of nature in contrast to the cacophony of urban life. I took a

me. Children of all ages danced and played, their laughter echoing like

after a colorful ball,

CHANGE

with 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 life was measured in moments of unbridled

happiness.

a pair of siblings swung hand in hand, their laughter mingling with the rustle of leaves overhead. The older sister pushed her brother higher and higher, his squeals of

childhood 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 vast playground, filled with endless possibilities and

for the memories forged in this very park, for the moments of joy and

location. Oh, the

burst of laughter drew my attention 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 through the generations, shouts of ecstasy and the occasional burst of playful