The Love From Vengeance

372: TANGLED

ARIEL’S POV

“Ariel, please try to understand. We never wanted to hurt you. We just thought we were doing what was best for the family.” My mother continued to plead with me.

I pulled away from her touch. “Well, you were wrong, Mom. Dead wrong. “And now I have to suffer the consequences of your mistake.”

“Ariel, just understand that this is all worth it. We can’t go down and let the business fall. This is the only option we have, and it’s the one that’s going to make our lives better than

ever.”

“You keep saying that, Mom, but it doesn’t change anything. You and Dad made a decision about my

life without even consulting me. How can you expect me to just accept that?”

She mirrored my anguish. “Ariel, please, I know we made a mistake. But we were just trying to do what we thought was best for the family. Can’t you see that?”

I shook my head, the pain cutting deep. “I don’t care about the family right now, Mom. All I care about is my own happiness and my own future.”

Before she could respond, a maid entered the room carrying a tray of food. I glared at her, my anger boiling over. “I said I’m not hungry!”

But the maid hesitated, her eyes filled with concern. “Miss Ariel, please; you need to eat something. It’s not good for you to starve yourself like this.”

I felt a surge of irrational anger, and before I could stop myself, I lashed out, swatting the tray away. The food was scattered across the floor, with the plate clattering loudly against.

the tiles.

“Leave me alone!” I shouted loudly in so much rage.

The maid recoiled, her eyes wide with shock. “I’m sorry, Miss Ariel. I didn’t mean to upset

you.”

care. I desired solitude to ponder over the chaos of my

sank back onto the edge of my bed, the weight of everything pressing

so wrong? And most importantly,

leave you for

care of yourself,”

turned to leave,

hope in her

to be a part of this family anymore,” I said, each word heavy with finality. My mother’s expression crumbled, a mixture of

please,” she pleaded, reaching out to me. But I held up my hand, cutting her

mean it,” I said, my voice steady despite the turmoil raging inside me. “I can’t stay here and pretend like everything is okay when it’s not. I need to

in my mother’s eyes, but I hardened my heart against the pain of

hurt.

“But I have to do this for

from her, unable to bear the weight of her disappointment any longer.

could have been. But deep

LUKE’S POV

carrying a different version of the truth. I ignored them because it would be a waste of time to give responses to these morons. They were

intercepted me before I could reach my office. His expression was tense, betraying the gravity of

there’s someone waiting for you in your office,” he said, his

of foreboding settling in the pit of my

hesitated before answering, “It’s your grandfather.”

cold at the mention of him. I knew this wasn’t going to be a pleasant visit, not after everything that had

weren’t how they used

a nod, I brushed past Jack and headed towards my office, steeling myself

door, and the sight that greeted me only fueled my growing

behind my desk, his stern gaze fixed