His Empire, My Vengeful Return

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msy curtsy. "I... I didn't realize it was you. My apologies. We would have rolled out the red

her, their faces slack with confusion. Then, as my father's full presence registered, their

e Harold Mcneil? She said she was the Mcneil heiress.

"She's been lying to us. We're going to be implicated in this. This isn'

ping 'the heiress' with a personal matter." The rats were already deserting the sinking ship, their self-preservation instincts overriding

lready forming. Her eyes, frantic and cornered, darted from her fleeing companions to

was a crazy ex, that she was trying to mess up his life. He said he loved me, that he wanted to be with me! He said Kaylene was holding him back, that she was insignificant!" Her voice rose, shrill an

arabelle, but on Kenton. His eyes, burning with a cold,

. His face, already pale, turned an even more sickly shade of green. His carefully constructed facade of co

pled piece of paper now a stark white against

k a deliberate step towards Kenton, casting a long, ominous shadow over him. H

primary investor. I backed your company, believed in your vision, trusted you with my resources." His voice was low, laced wi

d, cornered, his carefully built world dissolving around him. He f

ne! Clarabelle was just... a business arrangement. A necessary evil to save my company." He pointed a trembling finger at Clarabelle. "Sh

nly with the raw, jagged edges of my shattered soul. Both of them, scrambling

tacle'? When you threw money at me like I was a problem to be solved and told me to disappear? Did

on now overriding her fear of my father. "He said he loved me! He said y

s. Clarabelle and Kenton, moments ago allies in cruelty, were now tearing each other a

in this spectacle. Just an immense, crushing emptiness. My revenge, carefull

y behind him, immediately understood. He signaled to a team of men in dark suits who had discreetly positioned themselves around the

tated, his voice now devoid of any emotion

public eye, their greed and deceit laid bare for the world to see. I would ensure their every humiliation w

inting the sky in hues of orange and purple. The world's beauty felt like a cruel joke, but it ignited an unquenchable fire in