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The Billionaire's Lady Revenger

The Billionaire's Lady Revenger

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Chapter 1 Betraying An Enemy Is Called Strategy

Word Count: 1547    |    Released on: 12/09/2024

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m the wolves in human form. My feet carried me forward, pushing hard as I w

thought that was a safe place to hide. I reached out for my phone q

f anile smell, I dialed my best friend, Sophia

story. The fact is, I never though

I have expected

w my father was already married. She only managed to find out after

Amelia - and we all lived in harmony and

I called mine, and I was also on the v

osted by Gabriel Slade - One of the richest men in New York. I worked non-stop day and night to

a few hours ago because she was involved in an accident. Taking the advice of

he security guards grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the entrance. T

lor of storm clouds, his gaze, a swirling vortex of resolve and anger. He was in a simple yet professional outfit a

I saw the affection he had for me while I was being dragged, insulted, and assaulted at t

out their evil deeds. While I stealthily found my way down the stairs, I saw Wilde. I

in my ear. "Wilde said you entered here," she announced. Wilde happens to b

ut Amanda." Julienne Romanus sc

the sound recorder on my mobile device for future reference

this?" I asked but

aped... and you severed my ties with my father. Your mother took everything away from me, my father, m

eathe well. I despise you," Ava growled, moving towards

you and your mother." I bark

orld and I simply made mine. What's wrong with that?"

els to escape until I heard a loud bell ringing in my ears and my legs

oice before I finally opened my eyes.

y a hundred more. She should not have the right t

Ava's voice

as long as she's alive, she will be a stumbling

ir inhuman faces before I decided to move, however I had

of the silver dress I wore, my

me?" I asked

alled being a traitor, and betraying an enemy is called a strategy. You were never my f

ther into a punching bag. It was because of these peo

actly h

h, my boyfriend then tried to molest her. All the blame was put

my father. I knew better to keep quiet than to tal

r thought they could go as far as killing my

, a playful expression on her

to Julienne who understood. They stood at the en

trol!" I gasped. "They aren't goin

hand into his pocket. He brought out a silver ligh

the devilish faces who wouldn't help

ed to hear my voice which trailed off gradually,

r and dropped it into t

oud opened, hinting at the impending rain. The fire started to

going to end? No! It

hard times, and good times. But everythi

ame the victim. The lines on our palms decide our destiny.

ake, I will come back to seek revenge. I have the blood of my mother in me and I swea

can be buried in darkness, flesh can be devoured by flames however faith wi

t belonged to me. Whatever brings one down, raises one. Even h

ity, prosperity into destruction, happiness into

anda Romanus, will change this. I wi

ck hit the floor suf

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