Ex-Groom's Revenge: Catch the Pregnant Woman who Ruined His Life

Shantelle When the priest began speaking, I knew it was my cue to enter the scene. I was nervous, but the fact that that I will live longer outweighed my fears and worries. ‘I had to do this, for my family!’ I silently mumbled as I took a deep breath and strolled my way inside. "Gavin Adams! Stop! Don’t do this to me! Stop this wedding, now!" As soon as I entered the hallway, I let out a shout and everyone inside immediately turned their attention to me. Shock was evident in their faces. My focus shifted to the front of the room, and fixed my eyes on the groom, and with his bride. "Gavin, you know that I am pregnant. And you're the father of this child! Yet, you wanted to get married to someone else? How could you do this to me?" I pretended that I was becoming weaker, but that wasn't entirely true. I really was weakening. The anxiety was really draining my strength, and I couldn't do anything about it. I really hoped that they wouldn't figure out that I was just making things up. People who had been completely silent up until a short while ago and who had attended their wedding started hushed speaking to the person sitting next to them. Their eyes betrayed the confusion and shock that they were experiencing, especially the bride. And yes, this is the task that I have been given by Doctor Peighton in exchange for the money that she will give me. I needed to ruin Gavin Adams' wedding. She only instructed me on what to do, but she did not provide even the slightest motivation for why I should carry out her instructions. But all I needed to do to accomplish my goal was to completely sabotage their relationship, Gavin and his bride. I felt sad about it, but I had no choice now. The person who stood up and responded first asked Gavin, "Son, what does this mean? What was that woman talking about?" when he saw what was happening. Another man yelled at him, saying, "Gavin Adams! How dare you do this to us, to our family, to my precious daughter!" That was when I realized that the two men who stood up were the groom's father and the bride's father respectively. "No, don’t listen to her. Please try to remain calm. This whole thing is a lie, and I have no idea who she is,” when Gavin did finally speak, he attempted to put an end to all of the commotion. But I won't stand for that to take place. If they went ahead with the wedding despite everything that I did, then I am a failure. There was no way out, and I had to complete this task to the very best of my ability. "Gavin, what are you saying? Why do you keep on rejecting the fact that you got me pregnant, huh? Do you really think that I am just lying? I have nothing to gain by making false statements. I am being completely honest here! I am pregnant, and you are the father of my child. So you better stop this nonsense ceremony now!" I responded, thereby rebutting what Gavin had said. "Those momentous nights, have you really forgotten about them? The nights that we made love? You had promised to spend your life with me after you’d call it quits with her! How could you possibly forget the promise that you made to me?" I lied and made myself cry more convincingly. Loisa, the bride, began to cry and almost fell to the ground before Gavin was able to catch her in his arms and support her. Loisa made an effort to stand on her own, and it appeared as though she didn't want to be held by Gavin because of the things that she had heard, which made her feel disgusted. I believe that her mother was the woman who walked into the room where she was standing. "A promise after calling it quits with me, really Gavin? You made love with another woman? You played tricks on me! How dare you! You cheated on me, under my nose!" Loisa blurted out. She looked stunning in her wedding gown and was a perfect bride. The appearance that she is currently showing is inappropriate for today's occasion. "Who is she? Tell me, Gavin!” She reiterated the statement with a voice that was quaking with insanity. "Loisa, listen to me. That woman and I are not communicating in any way. I really don’t know her. It wasn't possible for me to spend the night with her,” he said to her while trying to comfort her and pointing his finger in my direction. Initially, he was making an effort to keep his composure, but by this point, he was beginning to lose it as well. He was completely incapable of containing his rage, which was plain to see in his eyes. "You made a promise to be with me, but now you're going back on your word and marrying her. I had no intention to do this but I am hurting, so I had to come all the way over here to stop the wedding! You said you are solely mine and you’ll be a great husband and father!" It's hard for me to tell if what I just said is accurate. Despite the fact that everything I did from the very beginning on was wrong, I had no choice. I have no other option if I want to keep living like this. "Shut up you whore! You're not the one I'm interested in hearing from!” I was taken aback for a second by what the bride had said, but I didn't let them know that I was surprised by her because I didn't want them to think suspicious of me. She confronted Gavin with the question, "Tell me, when did you start cheating on me? When did you start playing tricks on me, Gavin! Have you made love with her? Have you made flings with other women while we’re in a relationship?" "Loisa, look… I really..." ‘That’s it Gavin, keep it that way. You have now assisted me in putting an end to this wedding.’ I murmured silently. "I mean…" he stutteringly began, but his bride interrupted him before he could finish. "You were unaware, were you? Therefore, it was not impossible. You had earlier stated that you were positive that you were not familiar with her, but now that you have responded to my inquiry, you are unsure about this." That is exactly what I am referring to, and the groom did not pick the appropriate word to use because the bride was intelligent enough to think in this manner. "No honey, please, that is not the case. I was not familiar with her at all, and I did not sleep—" Because Loisa's hand flew up and hit him in the face, he was unable to finish what he was trying to say. "Put an end to this shambles, Gavin! Make it right! I have never before experienced the feeling of being embarrassed until today!” It was his father who spoke. "I don't think your son would be able to fix it, and there's really nothing to fix anyway because we're leaving right now," the bride’s father said, furiously He walked in and nodded at his wife and daughter before assisting them with leaving the event hall. I suppose that was a sign for me to exit the building as well. If I remain here, this will be an annoyance to me. My job here is done. It was imperative that I’d speak with Nurse Peighton right away. After exiting the event hall, I entered the elevator and proceeded straight to the parking lot, where I found Nurse Peighton waiting. Yes, I may have some regret because I ruined their wedding, but the fact that I still have the will to live is more important than any regrets I may have. I have no idea what the consequences of doing that may be, but I couldn't care less about them. When something that I did will reflect on me, I will think of something else that I ought to do. After we leave, the only thing I can say for certain is that I will have a longer life and will never step foot back into this country again. My eyes travelled throughout the entirety of the parking lot in search of the brown luxurious car that Nurse Peighton had used when she was the one who drove us here. "How did it go? Have you completed the task at hand?" Almost instantly, she questioned it, as she smiled victoriously. "Of course, I did what was told. The wedding was ruined now. The bride already walked away and most of the guests as well,” I answered back. "Very well done, Ms. Clarkson. Now, take this. That’s my payment, and that would be more than enough for you ro get out of this place as quickly as you can," Nurse Peighton exclaimed without even giving me glance. "I don't believe that I could use such a large sum of money. Are you sure going to give me a this huge amount?" I inquired about it because I simply could not accept the information. It was excessively difficult for such a task that had been assigned to me. "That is completely yours to keep. You are free to put that money toward running or opening up your business, and what's left over is entirely at your discretion. You are free to put it toward anything or spend it in any way you see fit." She confirmed it with a nod and all I could do was to accept and agree with her. "By the way Ms. Clarkson, here's one more set of clothing for you to take. It would be inappropriate for you to wear the dress you wore to the wedding again. It is possible that someone would recognize you as the person who crashed their wedding and confronted you about it," she added as she handed me the bags. "You have a valid point. Permit me to first change before we part ways." After I had finished changing into a different outfit, I thanked her for her help and bade her farewell because I knew this would be the last time we would cross paths. I can only hope that we will never run into each other again and that we will never see them again. I didn't waste any time and went straight home, where I waited for my siblings to get back. Yesterday evening, I had already packed some of the things that we would have with us when we left, and I also told them to pack their things; however, I did not tell them that we were going to leave for today. In addition, I contacted Nurse Peighton and asked her to purchase three plane tickets for us, because, if I were the one to make the decisions, there is no way that we would be able to leave any time soon. In the event that this takes place, Gavin may be able to locate me in a timely manner. "Shantelle, what are you doing right now?" Oliver inquired, he was her youngest sibling. "You’re home! How wonderful, you two have already arrived. Keep the other items you have in your bags or luggage for the time being. Our flight would be early in the morning of tomorrow," I responded to him. I was aware that there was still some time left because Gavin might first try to resolve the situation with her bride, or should we say her ex-bride to be more accurate, before coming after me. "The departure time for our flight is five hours from now, and once we have established ourselves in Standford, I will talk to you about everything. Do what I've told you to do for the time being." "Standford, you say? I believe that is where Aunt Trina has made her home?” My younger sister asked. "Yes, but she has no idea what's going on, which means that we might as well spend the night, or two, at the hotel that's close to the airport." "Stop asking questions and just do what I told you to do, will you? After that, eat your dinner and get to bed at a reasonable hour. The departure time is set for five in the morning." My siblings started looking for their important belongings and putting them away in their respective bags. Since we are unable to afford to stay any longer or even to come back to this location, I may have to ask my aunt to take care of everything that we left behind here. After we had finished, I watched them sleep and waited for the next day to come around. After everything that took place earlier today, I seriously doubt that I will be able to sleep tonight. I was able to get at least four hours of sleep, which wasn't ideal, but it was better than nothing. I got some bread ready for us to eat, and then I woke up my siblings so that they could get ready and get ready for the day. It is important that we get going as quickly as we can. After everything was finished, we made it to the airport, and someone who knew, the nurse, had already purchased the plane tickets for us. After we had all found our seats, I felt a sense of relief and was able to relax. I no longer have any reason to be concerned, and I have faith that we will be able to lead a worry-free life there.

Shantelle Years later… "I hope you had a good morning, Shantelle. I have compiled both your agenda for the day as well as the list of appointments that I have set up for you below.” When she spoke, Cara was courteous. It just so happened that she was my friend from work, and she offered to be my secretary at the office. I said, "Allow me to take a quick look," and when I checked the paper, I found that I was correct. I saw his name again. Gavin Adams. I have no idea what's going on with him, but after these many years, there is no way that we will ever cross paths again. "Have you already emailed Mr. Adams about our meeting schedule with him?" I asked her. "Not just yet, because you assured me that you would check it first before we set our meeting with our customers," she said. As I handed her the paper, I said, "Then, replace our schedule with another client." I then walked away. "Pardon? Will this be the third time you blow off your appointment with this client?” She questioned with a befuddled expression. She never found out what my life was like in Wilderford or what I did there, so it's possible that she was confused about why I would do something like this. "You could tell them that I don't want to have any connections with that company if they ask for another schedule for a meeting. This is something you could say, by the way. Understood?" She responded with a "Yes, ma'am," and then she exited my office. After reading his name, my mind immediately went back to what I did to him exactly five years ago. Following the debacle that I caused at his wedding, my family and I relocated to Satndford to live with our Aunt Trina. I was honest with my younger siblings and my aunt about everything. They didn't know how to respond at first; they weren't sure if they should be upset with me because I ruined someone else's relationship for money or angry with me because I told them I have a cancer, and I might die. Both of these responses were possible. They were aware that I was making every effort to stay alive because I didn't want to abandon them just yet, and over time, they came to comprehend the reasoning behind my actions and came to terms with what I had done. They encouraged me to get surgery and helped me through the recovery process until I was finally healthy enough to go on my own. While I was attending school, I also kept up with my treatment. In addition, my younger siblings continued their educations here in Standford, and my Aunt Trina was able to take care of the matters that we had left unattended in Wilderford. It took me two years to get better after I got sick. After that, I put all of my efforts into my studies, and a year later I received my diploma. I submitted an application to work as a food researcher for a company; however, after six months, I made the decision to start my own small business and used the remaining money that Peighton had given me. I started out in the same field as my boss, who was instrumental in the development of everything I've accomplished to this point. Vienne had completed her education, whereas the rest of my sibling, Oliver, was still in school. Up until that point, we had a very tranquil existence in this location. I was completely taken aback the day that I saw his name on my schedule for the first time, as well as the day that he attempted to make an appointment with me. Because I kept turning down his invitations, I was curious how much longer it would be before we finally got together. When will it happen, and how soon? But if there was one thing that was certain, it was that I would no longer be able to live my life the way I did five years ago. ‘Why does the past need to haunt me now?’ ~~~~ "Hi, you contacted me. Is there anything else I can do for you, Shantelle?" Cara inquired shortly after entering my office. "Yes, I'd like to see the annual report on our partners and clients since we started doing business," I told her. "You mean since the beginning of our operation, which is two years ago," she clarified. "Yes, I need to check and review something, so please get those papers to me as soon as you can, thanks!" I said as I rummaged through the papers on my desk. It was a business partnership agreement with our new client, who stated that they desired a long-term relationship with us. I wanted to concentrate on what I'm holding right now, but I just can't. I'm still undecided about scheduling a meeting with Gavin and his team. His secretary barged into our building without us being notified. I knew Gavin was the one who ordered his secretary directly because no one would enter someone's home without permission from the owner. Last week, there was a commotion outside my office, so I opened the blinds to see what was going on. My secretary had dispatched the man, but he remained motionless and continued to attempt to enter my office. I was supposed to send him outside our building, but he relayed a message from his boss when his eyes were on me. 'You only have two options, and your outcomes are determined by your choice.' It was easy to understand what he meant by his message. I needed to be cautious because he was issuing a warning. Cara was perplexed by the man's words, but I ignored her and allowed the man to enter my office. I don't usually do that, especially if they aren't regular clients or related to me, but this was an exception, so I let it go. Lance was his name, and his boss was, of course, Gavin. He gave me a quick rundown of their new Standford locations. Also, he didn't completely reveal everything that would be included in their business proposal. He simply provided enough information to make me reconsider, which I did. It would be a fantastic opportunity for the company, but I would be the one at risk. If we were in a different situation, I would accept it right away, but Gavin might not be interested in my company. When someone knocked on the door, I calmed down and became more alert. I pinched my cheeks because my thoughts were wandering away from what I needed to do and think right now. "Shantelle, please accept this flash drive. I've included our annual report for each year relevant to the subject you're looking for." Cara said as she handed me the flash drive. "Because you stated that it was urgent, I prepared the soft copy first in case you still required a hard copy. I'll have someone look for them in the storage area," She went on to say. "No, it's fine. This soft copy is fine with me now, thank you," I smiled at her as I responded. "Also, our work will take more than an hour from now. You should arrange the files on your desk before leaving because you might mix up some of the documents, or do you want me to do it?" "I'll take care of it. I just need to finish reviewing this before I put my papers on my desk and bring them with me to check at home.” In reference to the flash drive, I stated. I focused on my work again, thinking that problems would no longer occur in the future.

Shantelle After work, Vienne called me and requested that we go home together. I usually stayed at the office for thirty minutes or more, but she asked me to take her somewhere. She appeared to be close to the building. Vienne was already standing beside my car when I arrived at the parking lot. I didn't want to buy anything unnecessary, such as this car, but it was convenient for work and easy to get to. "What brings you here?" I asked her as I was about to take a step back. The university where she was studying was a long distance away. "My friends and I went to the newly opened bake shop in this neighborhood. We tried it because someone said their pastries were good." She responded. "And it turned out to be ideal. I purchased some for the three of you,” she explained as she held up the box she was holding. When we arrived home, Aunt Trina greeted us, and I noticed that Oliver had not yet arrived. "Auntie, I'll be in my room for the time being. I need to go over something, please notify me when dinner is ready.” She nodded as I told her. "By the way, Vienne, remember to call your brother. Inquire if he will be joining us for dinner. If not, inquire as to when he will return." "Yes madame," she said without looking at me. I went upstairs to change my clothes first, but I saw my bed and felt compelled to lie down on it, so I did. When everything fell silent, guilt began to surface again. My conscience was devouring me. That night, after talking with Lance last week, I went looking for information about Gavin. I avoided getting involved with him and kept searching for him to find out what had happened to his life. He is not a private person, so I was able to learn everything I needed to know. Because the bride cancelled their wedding, their company severed ties with one another. It had little impact on their business and caused a stir in their reputation, but it had a significant impact on Gavin. He remained single after that incident and was dubbed a Casanova. Many women were connected to him, but he never committed to any of them. What if I don't take the job from Peighton back then? Maybe they already have a child now, and maybe I'm already gone. I didn't realize I'd gone too far, but I couldn't help myself because I was desperate at the time. When someone was on the verge of death, I believe they would do the same thing I did. I desired to live. It may appear to be a selfish act, but I was thinking about my siblings at the time. What would happen to my younger sister and brother if I died? Aunt Trina struggled to support her own needs, so it would be difficult for her to support my siblings too. I don't want her to bear the entire burden. All of these thoughts will remain in the back of my mind. Also, I don't want my family to be concerned about me, and I should be the only one who suffers as a result of this sin. The burden was and will remain solely mine. ‘But I wish, I had other choice back then.’ When I heard my phone ring, I opened my eyes. My brain was fully awake, so I didn't know if I'd fallen asleep. "What are you doing that you can't even answer the phone?" My friend Dani nagged at me. "Are you sleeping?" I inquired. "And you're not even certain? Come on, get dressed up because we're going to a party. I'll pick you up, and I'm already on my way." "I'm preoccupied. Invite someone who will accompany you," I responded directly. "You're always on the go, so relax. You should unwind every now and then. I'll see you in fifteen or maybe ten minutes! Bye!" She then hung up. I stood up because I had no choice but to comply with her wishes. If I declined, she would bug me. But perhaps she was correct. I should unwind, unwind, and have some fun. I looked for a dress in my wardrobe, but I didn't have much, so I just chose whatever I saw first. I don't want to spend money on clothes I won't wear. It would be a complete waste of money. I took a bath to refresh myself and put on light makeup like I always did before going to work or anywhere else. It took me some time to prepare because it was just a regular night party that Dani always went to. When I looked in the mirror, I thought I looked pretty good. I went downstairs right away because I heard a familiar voice and could hear their laughter from my room. Then I noticed Dani conversing with them. She was easygoing and had a great sense of humor, so she could easily get close to anyone she wanted. She was popular and sat across from mine and Cara. "Shantelle, what are you wearing?" Dani laughed hysterically, but I just shrugged. "We're not going to an amusement park; we're going to a night out," she added. I was dressed in a cream casual dress with two-inch heels. My hair was tied-up just like always. "What's the problem? Let's just go, already," I said this while attempting to drag her out of the house. "No, you can't wear that," she said emphatically. "I've come prepared, and I've purchased a dress for you. Don't worry, it's completely free. Let us proceed to your room, shall we?" She motioned to them and drew me into my room. "No, let’s just go ahead. We’re going to be late?" I inquired of her. "The party began an hour ago, but the real party begins later in the evening, so it's fine. Allow us to take our time," She said this and began to assist me. I internally groaned when I saw the dress she gave me because it was too revealing, but I didn't complain because we wouldn't be able to leave the room until I wore it or changed into a dress she approved of. "See, you're not only beautiful in your dress, but you're also sexy," she said, staring at me from head to toe. I wore a brown satin backless gown. Its color was a perfect match for my white skin, and I could say that every dress Dani gave me fit me perfectly. \My skin was simply too exposed. It was above the knee and had a slit in the back of my left thigh. "Let me curl your hair for a change, and here are your stilettos to match your outfit. Then we're finished. I'm sure men will be swooning over you." She said this while untying my hair. "I don't understand. Why weren't you interested in men? Those who had previously pursued you were all turned down." "All I want to do is focus on my business and my family." "Because your company is doing well, you should take a break. You are no longer a teen. Enjoy your life as a twenty-eight-year-old lady." "Okay, I get it. You don't have to say it all over again." We said our goodbyes to my family and left after she finished my hair. The neon light blinded me as we entered the Club. The place was packed with people I didn't even know and loud music. Dani stated that the entire area had been reserved and that only a few people had been invited, but the word "few" was an understatement. "Remember, you're here to have fun, and you should be able to find a man and get laid by the end of the night," she screamed. Fortunately, everyone was preoccupied with their own affairs. "My dear, you should not die a virgin. You may have regrets." She chuckled as she said this. I just gave her a sidelong glance. "Let's find a spot and get something to drink." Dani introduced me to some of her friends once we were settled. Dani was dragged by a stranger, but that was okay because I wasn't alone. Cassy, the girl on my right side, was a non-party-goer like me, so as time passed, I became more at ease in my seat. I was having a pleasant conversation with her when my gaze was drawn to the man I had run away from. Gavin appeared, his features rough and his jaw more refined than ever. He appeared more mature, but I couldn't forget those blue eyes that were filled with confusion that day, but now they were blank and devoid of emotion. The world was indeed too small. I was able to meet him earlier than I had anticipated. I averted my gaze, but he did not. From where I was sitting, I could feel his intense gaze. When I looked back at him, his seat was empty. And when I saw him approaching me, I panicked. I stood up abruptly to leave so he wouldn't find me. 'I should have left the moment I saw him,' I reasoned. It was difficult for me to leave because there were so many people. Someone grabbed my waist as I was walking to the exit. I didn't need to see who it was because I knew it was him. I tried to push Gavin off the dance floor, but he wouldn't budge. "Wow, it feels great. I finally found you," he said softly into my ears. His voice was so sensual that just hearing him speak made me shiver. He was behind my back and began to sway our bodies to the beat of the music. I was still trying to get away from him, and he was doing everything he could to keep me close. "So, tell me, miss? How are you doing? How's our little one doing? Our baby?" He made fun of me. His hand wrapped around my waist, attempting to provoke me. I remained silent and did not allow myself to be provoked by what he said or did. "I know you're smart enough, and you probably realize you won't be able to get away from now on." When Gavin said that, I turned around and stared him down. I looked at him to show that I was unconcerned about his threat. When he finally let go of my hand, I bolted and didn't look back. I knew my life would be turned upside down the moment our paths finally crossed. Maybe I should have gone to the doctor the next day? I've been feeling ill lately. Is it possible that cancer cells have returned, or am I simply bothered by Gavin's presence?

Shantelle "Are the items we need already prepared?" I informed my team. We're meeting with our soon-to-be business partner at the last minute. Even if Gavin requested a cooperation, we must exhibit all that the Star Food Company has to offer in order to secure their favor. If we succeed today, we will have a great chance since our firm will be renowned after Gavin's business is thriving in Standford. "Yeah, we're ready. All of the paperwork have been reviewed and finalized. We're ready to go,” Cara said. I was grateful to have Cara by my side. She was a wonderful friend and co-worker of mine. I didn't think I'd make it through the day. I eventually decided to address the suggestion with the team the day after Dani asked me to a party. Everyone gave the same response. We should not pass up this opportunity without giving it a go. I had no idea Gavin's Adams Enterprise was well-known in Standford, much alone here in Kensington. Gavin's business was a nice find. They possess hotels, restaurants, and resorts in Lambherts and Standford, in addition to Wilderford. Our company was doing well, but we still needed additional investors and customers. I was certain that many people would enquire about us as a result of our collaboration with Gavin. That could cause me a personal difficulty in the future, but I shouldn't be selfish this time and forsake all of the misery that my staff had through over the years. I should concentrate on what I need to accomplish right now and quit thinking about what could happen to me later. "Well, if we're through. You may have your lunch before heading to the office to avoid being late. The meeting has been adjourned." My colleagues began to leave the meeting room, but I remained. I wanted to sleep, but my thoughts wouldn't allow me since Gavin's words had continued repeating themselves till now. It was one of the reasons I didn't get enough sleep, but the other was because I've been focusing all of my attention on preparing for the presentation today. Numerous individuals would undoubtedly attend later, so there was no room for error. Generally, I wasn't the one who brought up our suggestion. I delegated the task, but I was still there at every meeting. If I'm unavailable, I'll delegate responsibility for an appointment or meeting to a representative. But Lance informed me that his employer wanted me to be the one who discussed everything with them. I felt nervous and a little terrified for some reason. Is it because we'd meet again later, but this time on his territory? When it was time, I exited the meeting room and headed to the parking lot. I got word that my unit had eaten and was approaching the extended company of Adams Enterprise. I made my way there by car. I couldn't eat because I was afraid I'd vomit up, and I didn't feel like eating when I was worried. When I arrived, I was astounded by how large his firm was. Their main building in Wilderford was considerably larger than what I was witnessing, yet it was only three times the size of ours. It was simple for me to go through, and I was directed to the floor where the meeting would take place. I walked smoothly with my head held high, yet deep down, I was worried and afraid, but also exhilarated and motivated. My emotions have become jumbled. I wasn't sure what I was feeling right now. I was one meter away from the conference room when I came to a halt because Gavin's face flashed across my head. I paused for a while and considered backing out, but then I recalled my previous boss's counsel. Professional and personal problems are distinct, and I should avoid conflating them. I didn't pay heed to what she said since I understood my limits, but I couldn't completely follow her advice because I allowed my judgment mingle with my emotions. I took a big breath and attempted to be more composed than I had been. I need to ignore all of those bad ideas and concentrate on what I should accomplish. My objective was to acquire their approval before providing them with our services. As I walked into the meeting room, Gavin and others were already there. They were talking amongst themselves as I walked in, so they turned their heads in my direction. "Everyone, good afternoon! We have five minutes until we begin. I recommend that the Star Foods Team prepare your presentation today so that we can begin promptly at afternoon.” Gavin mentioned this. "Yes, sir," I said, drawing his attention to me. I told my crew to put the presentation on the screen right away and handed out the hand-outs to the seven guys in this room. I could tell Gavin was watching every move I made, but I didn't let it upset me, even though I was growing aware. After we were through, I returned my attention to him in the same way he had gazed at me. I began my presentation by describing the Star Food Company and the services we could provide to them. It took me thirty minutes to explain everything to them, such as what we provide our customers, how we differ from other organizations, and how transactions between our company and theirs work. Except for one individual in this room, everyone cheered and congratulated me after I finished. Gavin did nothing except gaze at me the whole time, but when everyone else closed their lips, he said. "Has your organization handled transactions and received customers with a large corporation like us?" Gavin inquired. I knew he wasn't going to let me off the hook. "Not yet, sir, but we serve fifteen customers every month, including small businesses and individual entrepreneurs," I said firmly. "Even if you can manage fifteen customers, our branches here expect three times the amount and quality you provided, so what will you do if you can't satisfy those demands?" He responded, dissatisfied with what he received from me. "I know our firm can manage it, and we can make some adjustments to accommodate you and our existing customers, as well as new customers. If you agreed to have us be your food researchers and formulators for your branches here, we could grow at any moment and add excellent staff." Gavin kept asking me questions for half an hour, but the final sentence he said upset me. "Ms. Clarkson, thank you for addressing all of my questions. You and your team did an excellent job of preparing for this day. But we still need to study everything, and we wanted to take our time before making a choice because I want to be sure we won't be sorry." Gavin mentioned this. He was being absurd, claiming that it may not be appropriate to partner with us when he was the one who proposed that we engage into an arrangement with them. "It's simply that I believe my taste for everything has altered as a result of what has transpired in the past, not just for work but also for other concerns. I officially proclaim that this meeting has come to an end. Thank you everybody, and good luck." He instantly departed without looking back after saying that. Everyone gathered their belongings and exited the room. No one in this room understood what he was saying, or if they did, they didn't realize I was the source of it. I instructed my staff to return to the corporation and inform the others of the outcome. I also warned them they may go if there was nothing else to do. "Are you free right now?" someone said behind my back. "Well, I'm on my way back to my office. Why do you need anything?" I responded to him. Theo, one of Gavin's business colleagues, who was also present at the meeting earlier. "Well, I'd like to ask you to a cup of coffee. What are your thoughts?" "Well, okay as I don't believe I can go back to the business right now," I remarked as I began to walk out of the building. As we arrived at the local coffee shop, he ordered us some coffee and spoke with us for a while. I had no idea he was so willing to explain things for Gavin. Theo advised me not to misinterpret Gavin's statements. He's only being cautious about everything he should do since his father would disown him if he made one mistake. After the wedding was called off, his father instructed Gavin to locate the wedding invader and the kid, which was me with my falsehoods. But when Gavin couldn't locate me, his father became enraged and told him he was a shame to his family. I felt bad since there was no unborn kid, and Gavin was undoubtedly aware that I was lying at this point. I remained quiet the whole time since I didn't know what to say and didn't want him to suspect anything. I had just listened to Theo speak about his friend's life, and I had no right to say anything. I was the one who ruined him and was to blame. He was not the sort to forgive quickly and would make certain that I spent eternity in hell for what I had done to him. Maybe I was fated to suffer my punishment now, and he was the one who would administer it to me. GAVIN "What have you been up to?" I asked Theo, who was both a buddy and a business colleague. "I simply went to the coffee shop in the rear of the building with Shantelle," he said as he settled into a comfortable seat on the sofa. "On a first-name basis now, huh? Are you two friends already or something?" I inquired once again. "No, we simply spoke for a while. That's all. So, when are you going to accept her proposal?" "So you're intrigued by her. Well, sorry to burst your bubble but I'm not going to take it," I remarked casually. “What?” He yelled and rose from his seat. "I didn't like it, therefore I'm not going to accept it." "Are you sure? Not everyone agreed, but they want to think about it." "I know exactly what you did. You made the suggestion in the first place. You even sent someone to their workplace to discuss it. So what happens next? Are you playing a joke on her? Don't tell me you still want to get your revenge?" He inquired, surprised. "No, I simply wanted to play with her for a bit. Don't worry, it'll be my first and last." Once I stated that, he said nothing. He was one of the few individuals who genuinely understood what had transpired in my life, so he just let me off the hook for what I did today. Ordinarily, he would nudge me until I realized I was in the wrong, but he didn't this time. Maybe this was what they called pity. That may seem cringe-worthy, but I would let fate determine our fate. I didn't believe I'd be able to stop myself from playing with her if we ever met again. I was still unable to forgive her. ‘Shantelle Clarkson, you have to prepare yourself for the worst.’

Shantelle It's been a week since my firm met with Gavin, but I've received no feedback. Every day, I had multiple meetings with various customers, but I never heard from Adams Enterprise. “That man, really.” I was irritated because I believed we were missing, which was why they stopped contacting us. Gavin was the first to reject our proposition, and he should be the last. I couldn't believe him; it was his idea, yet he dared to fully reject us. I really wished we hadn't agreed to offer our proposition to them. "Hi ladies, how have you been?" It was Dani. I gave her a quick look before returning to what I was doing. "How did your idea with Adams Enterprise work out? Did you reach an agreement?" she said, her eyes bright with joy. On the contrary, I stopped writing and vented my rage once again. Cara tapped Dani on the shoulder and said she shouldn't bring it up since it was irritating me when others questioned me about it. "It's all right, Cara. She has a right to know," I explained. Dani was one of Star Food's investors, although she was not actively engaged in the company's operations. Unlike Cara, she was an investor as well as the business secretary. She chose to be one of my workers, so she was privy to everything that transpired within the organization from the start. "I don't believe they will accept our plan, and we didn't receive any reaction from them at all. I think I made a mistake? Oh, I don’t know, really." I explained briefly to her. “What!? They rejected your proposition! Are they insane?" she said, laughing, sarcastically. "No, they don't. Maybe we're missing in some manner," I shrugged. "There is no way we are short in something, dear. Did you show our best-sellers, the most valuable and famous items? What about the price? Did you have a proper discussion?" Cara was the one who answered her questions after she harassed me with them. "We did, I'm also there for the conference, and all I could say is that Shantelle did a fantastic job. We are not wanting in anything. They are not contented with what we showed them, maybe?" Cara defended me. "Oh, they're greedy," Dani concluded, and nodding, she was correct. Her statements made us chuckle. That wasn't a decent thing to say, but if we were talking about Gavin, I could agree with her. "Come to think of it, they wanted something we didn't have, and they wanted more of what we had," she remarked, which made me and Cara shake our heads. "Well, Dani, keep your comments to yourself. If you said anything to anybody, it would damage our image, particularly with Shantelle," she cautioned. I knew Dani would do anything Cara said since they were buddies before I arrived. She was a little afraid of Cara when she was serious, and Cara was the only one she couldn't pull to the night-out party. While there were times when she was the one who asked us out for a drink, Dani was always there. "Alright, but do you know why they didn't accept up until now?" "I'm not sure, maybe personal reasons? As far as I recall, Mr. Adams indicated that his taste in everything had changed." I assured her I understood what Gavin meant, but there was no need for additional explanation. "I'm still furious, but there's nothing I can do," I said before returning to work. Dani did not depart, and Cara remained to work at my office. Whenever Dani came in, she would remain and converse with us, despite the fact that Dani was the one who did all the talking. Dani wanted to eat during our break, and she promised to serve us outdoors. I urged them to be patient since I needed to complete my job here and will be unavailable later. We just had thirty minutes since I couldn't postpone my appointment. Cara knew I'd be meeting with our first-ever customer, which was why I couldn't stop smiling despite all that had transpired a week before. Mrs. Helena Thompson resided outside of Kensington, so the trip would take three hours. Mrs. Thompson owned many restaurants across Standford, and Star Food created all of the dishes on the menu. Mrs. Thompson and I met via Cara, who was a close friend of her mother's. I was grateful that she was our first customer since her positive feedback had extended to a large number of people in other places around Standford. We agreed to meet at her hometown's first eatery. Even though this was not my first trip there, I was nonetheless awestruck by its beauty; even though we were in contemporary times, you could sense a sparkle of tradition. "Shantelle, please accept my greetings. I'm delighted you've arrived. I understand how difficult it is for you to get here," she said as she helped me to my reserved table in her restaurant. "Mrs. Thompson, don't be concerned. I appreciate your inviting me here and your continued interest in our services." "Just disregard the formality. Aren't we pals?" "Of course, you're my buddy, Helena, and my first business partner." "Let's eat first before we begin our talk, shall we? It's free of charge." She remarked this as she gave me the menu. Helena was quite helpful, so I had no problems with my first commercial transaction. But, I have met nasty customers, whom we did not entertain since our organization wanted to maintain a good connection with clients in order to secure future projects. "I wanted to create a resort with an inn and a restaurant," Helena began talking about our true goal. "Shantelle, I'd want you to come up with fresh meals and menus for me. I'd want to include my children's favorite cuisine, and I'd like you to try it and tell me what you think." We kept talking about all she wanted me to do for her. I also learnt that she hesitated at first but then remembered her children. She realized she wanted to satisfy their desires, which were to run the resort in a location near and dear to their hearts. Helena has always struck me as a remarkable individual. For a large corporation to give a large sum of money to cease developing the resort indicates that they were intimidated by her ability to make it more successful than those other corporations. "Thank you for your faith in me, Helena. It motivates me to keep doing what I'm doing now. I want to devote myself entirely to this endeavour." I stated it with a sincere grin. "I know you can do it; I believe in you and your teams," she added as she took my hand in hers. "I should be going. It's already after seven o'clock in the evening." "Well, I forgot about the time. I forgot you had another three-hour drive ahead of you. Do you want to spend the night at my house?" "No, but thank you; I must return home. I'm still able to drive. I truly loved our conversation today. See you again soon!" Helena accompanied me to my vehicle and gifted me with a painting. Today was both exhausting and rewarding. Even though I didn't receive the huge break I was looking for, I did acquire some new customers this week, which was a blessing. But after an hour, my vehicle broke down in the middle of nowhere. I'm new with the area and couldn't find a business that could assist me in repairing it. I still had a long distance to go, but I didn't know what to do with this tire. It seems that my luck had run out for me to be struggling here, on the road at night. I couldn't make calls since there was no signal in the region. I leaned against my vehicle and waited for a car to pass by, but there was none. I waited a few moments but was still alone. I was going to get in my vehicle when I heard a loud honk. Someone came by. "What's a lovely woman doing here in the middle of the night?" he said as he exited his vehicle. I looked at him, stunned. Yet, regrettably, I need his assistance. "My vehicle abruptly stopped, and I believe there is a problem with the rear tire, which I attempted to repair but failed," I uttered and it seemed that Gavin understood. ‘Why he out of all the individuals that could stop by?’ I thought. "Your automobile, do you mean this?" he said, tapping my car. "Or are you saying you stole it?" "What?" I inquired, and what he replied astounded me. "That's where you shine, right? Stealing anything valuable from someone you don't even know?" With keen eyes, he stated straight to me. "What are you on about?" I inquired, perplexed. I was taken aback since I had no idea he would say anything like that. While I remained mute, he laughed loudly and told me he was joking, but I knew it wasn't a joke. He began to repair it, and from time to time, he mocked me and uttered jokes similar to those spoken previously. I knew he was having fun with our position, and I didn't want to respond to anything in case I claimed everything he said was real. As he finished restoring my vehicle, he urged me to stay at one of his neighboring hotels, but I rejected. It was perfect moment to inquire about the proposal and explain why I did what I did to him, but I couldn't. I'm not ready yet, and I couldn't take any more scathing insults from him. Which I most likely deserve. His rage against me was palpable. I couldn't tolerate being around him any longer. I thanked him and was the first to go. I believed I'd forgotten about him because of the excitement I'd had before, but I had no idea this would happen. ‘Oh God, what else could happen next?’ GAVIN We parted ways as soon as I finished fixing her car. Last time, I told myself that I let fate decide our fate, and it appeared that we were fated to ruin each other's lives. Shantelle had finished her portion, but I was just getting started. "You stated over the phone that you were on your way here, but it took you an hour," my other buddy replied, his expression irritated. "I assumed you'd abandon us again," Theo said. "No dude, I won’t do that. I just helped a woman who was stuck in the middle of the road," I stated. "Sure, anything. Let's have some drinks. We've already gone through one bottle." I drank the drink they provided. I was here with my pals, but my thoughts were elsewhere. The image of the lady who had wrecked me kept running through my head. I couldn't comprehend why a horrible lady like her would fill my thoughts. 'What should I do now if we ever meet again?' I pondered. There was no way I was going to let everything happen if she continued appearing in front of my eyes. ‘Might I play with her for a little longer?’

Shantelle I stroked the temples of my head to relieve the ache. I couldn't sleep since I'd been conducting a lot of study and testing for Mrs. Thompson. I knew I wasn't alone in this, but I wanted to do it first-hand. I've always been like this when I've had new customers or when the client expected me to manage everything on my own. Star Food has recently received a large number of appointments and bids as a result of our regular customers' recommendation. That is why we sought out extra researchers to assist us in catering to all of our clientele. "Remember to eat on schedule and take breaks if you want to continue working. If you didn't, you may become ill again." Aunt Trina's worry was directed at me. "Thank you, and I'm looking after myself. You should not be concerned. My doctor said that the cancer cells were fully eradicated. Thank you so much for all you've done for us." I kissed Auntie's cheeks and said my goodbyes. I went to my office and collected all of the documents I required for today's meetings with various customers. When Cara and I were gone all day, I designated Harry as their leader. We'd meet with the proprietors of an orphanage, a clubhouse, a hotel, a school staff member, and a few small restaurant owners. I've been performing this job with Cara for two years, and we've never failed to serve our customers, but it was difficult for someone. I had no idea why I had thought of him again. I could compare him to whatever my imagination came up with from time to time. He had occupied my thoughts since the day we met at the pub. I was relieved since it didn't interfere with my job. Time passed quickly. We had completed meeting with other clients and were on our way to Mr. Wilfredo Smith's place of business. He was the owner of the Smith Group of Businesses, and we met during a culinary competition in which he was a judge. Despite the fact that I did not win, he enjoyed my dish. Apart from Adams Enterprise, his firm was one of the most well-known in Standford, handling various hotel chains and cruise ships. In Hawaii, he has established eleven magnificent vacation resorts and hotels with casinos. I was pleased that he would finally be our customer. When I found that he enjoyed my food, we encouraged them, and he ultimately accepted our request. I didn't anticipate anything from Gavin anymore; I simply wanted to concentrate on this initiative that would provide the Star Food a huge possibility to be recognized. Someone bumped into me as we were walking to the meeting room. I was fortunate not to injure my foot, but the portfolio I was holding was strewn over the floor. "Are you all alright, Shantelle?" Cara inquired and assisted me with the documents. "I'm sorry, I didn't look where I was going," the man apologized as he began to assist me as well. "It's all right. I didn't notice you either." He helped me rise up once we finished scooping everything up, and I noticed him reading the papers with such attention and wonder in his eyes. I feigned a cough to gain his attention, and I'm glad he understood what I meant. "Sorry for reading it without your consent. By the way, all of your meals are fantastic. And when I saw them, I couldn't help but be intrigued." He said quietly. His face was flushed from flushing, making him attractive, and he had a sparkling aura that would fascinate anybody. "Thank you so much. We must go immediately. Please excuse us,” I answered respectfully and offered him a nod. When we arrived, Mr. Smith and his board of directors welcomed us. It was logical for them to present today since it would be a critical choice for them. But I'm not going to back down; I'm going to gain their approval no matter what. "Ms. Clarkson, you never cease to astonish me. Every time I see you, you're becoming better at your job." Mr. Smith congratulated me on all of my presentations and the questions I was able to answer. "Thank you very much, Mr. Smith. I'm still giving it my all and attempting to push beyond its limits." I responded. "I believe everyone was happy with the presentation, and there are no more questions. Then we shall vote to determine whether or not we will approve your firm." "I want to be considerate, so I let them stay. I was curious what the board of directors thought about your proposition. But, if I had the last say, I would happily accept your proposition." He remarked, which gave me more confidence. "Okay, everyone. People that advocate having Star Food work with us. Please raise your hands," he was the first to raise his hand, he said. As everyone raised their hands, I was startled and couldn't help but smile. "Ms. Clarkson, congratulations. I am excited to collaborate with you.” Everyone applauded and smiled as he stated this. I approached Mr. Smith and extended my arms, which he welcomed and firmly shook. We spoke for a few minutes before heading home. I'll come back here tomorrow to sign our contract and discuss our arrangement. "Dani, how are you? Are you accessible right now? If that's the case, let's eat supper at my place. I've got some fantastic news for everyone." I informed Dani over the phone and had some lunch delivered to us. "Cara, come on. We should share our good fortune with them." I had invited her. "I agree that this is fantastic news for us. Congrats; I know you worked very hard to achieve this." Cara smiled brightly. ~~~ I landed in Hawaii in the evening and was escorted to one of Mr. Smith's hotels near the airport by his assistant. I informed my family last week, immediately after the presentation, that we were linked with the Smith Group of Businesses. Everyone was pleased for me, and having a large customer that trusted us was a great accomplishment for us. Cara was the one who informed my colleagues, and I was astonished when I returned to the firm after signing the contract with Mr. Smith. Next, I traveled to Hawaii's Freelea Island, where I was astounded by the size of Mr. Smith's luxury hotel. Everything was so sophisticated, and the view was so breathtakingly beautiful, that I nearly believed I wasn't cut out for this type of place. Even though I didn't have a financial issue, I still had to work hard to get one of these rooms. My room was large enough to accommodate my whole family. I would make certain that my family will have such an event someday. After I unloaded my belongings, I changed my clothing in order to meet the personnel I would be working with throughout my time here. "Good day, everyone! My name is Shantelle Clarkson, and I work for Star Food Company. I'll be in charge of this kitchen for three months before the hotel opens." I said this while looking at each of them. "The two ladies here will give me a report, progress, and everything connected to the foods you'll serve," I added, indicating to Irene and Ria, who were standing on each side of me. They were the designated restaurant manager. "Our team creates the foods you will serve, and you must learn the flavor, presentation, and every detail precisely as I made it so that we can get the same results. Don't be concerned; I'm here to help. Are we on the same page?" I inquired. "Yes, miss! We all got it," They responded. I took a few moments to admire how large this kitchen was. Before the hotel opened, I was in charge of five restaurants selling various cuisines. I went to each eatery, gave them instructions, and introduced myself. I was astounded by the distinctive architecture and constructions of all the restaurants here, and I couldn't help but smile at the prospect of the Star Food meals being served here. My feet were hurting, so I decided to take a break and went back to my room to rest. I don't have any job to complete in the meanwhile, so I could still have a look around before I accomplished what I came here for. …. Wait, where was I? And what am I doing here? "Gavin Adams! Stop! Don’t do this to me! Stop this wedding, now!" I saw myself at the end of the corridor, attempting to derail the wedding. Then I saw Gavin and his bride at the other end. I raced to my other self and begged her not to spoil their wedding, but she couldn't hear me and proceeded to wreck it. I wanted her to stop, but she couldn't since it had already occurred. I saw Gavin glaring at me with fury in his eyes as the bride and her family exited. I turned around to warn myself, but she was nowhere to be seen. As I turned around, Gavin was already one step away, reaching out for me. I had no idea how this occurred, but Gavin was immediately clutching me and yanking me out of the hall. I then saw him reaching for the security guard's rifle. He aimed his revolver at me. He murdered me. …. As I awoke, I realized the sound I had heard was not from the pistol, but from the door. I took a deep breath and went through the door. My meal was being delivered by the hotel personnel. As I looked at the clock, it was already nine o'clock at night. I didn't realize I'd had a deep sleep instead than just a snooze. I ate my meal and took a bath to clear my head. It was the first time I had a dream about Gavin or anything scary. Even if he simply murdered me in my dreams, I became frightened and hoped that it wouldn't happen. I knew it would be impossible for me to sleep again, so I went for a stroll down the beach. Tonight was very brilliant owing to its moonlight, and the sea wind was cool yet soothing, which put me at rest. The ambience of the beach was too lovely to ignore. There were still a lot of people around. There was a bunch of people who were singing and having a great time. I could see the couples were in their own worlds as they hugged each other, and some didn't worry if passersby saw them making out on this beach. I came to a halt when I saw a guy propose marriage to his lady, and she enthusiastically agreed. I want I could be with someone else who would love me eventually, and I hope that day comes soon. Maybe that soon would be right now? Who can say? Maybe my soulmate is also here, wondering about and discovering his other half, which is me. I giggled at my ideas, but meeting someone here would be fascinating. I continued walking and glanced at something that piqued my curiosity, but when I looked back, I was too far away from the motel. I was about to return when someone blocked my path. I attempted to excuse myself in front of a bunch of guys, but they wouldn't allow me. "Hi, lovely, are you looking for some company? We have time for you.” The guy in the center spoke out and attempted to touch my face, but I took a step back. As you glanced at them, you could tell they were a bunch of perverts. I attempted to see above them, but they obscured my vision as well. The folks seemed to be a long way away. I didn't want to make a scene, but I would be in danger if I didn't. "Come on, ladt! We're on our way to the bar as well. You are welcome to join us.” He gripped my arm and urged. I attempted to fight back, but he was too powerful, and I couldn't get my arm back. Even though someone was holding me, I sprinted away without thinking, and the other guy was ready to grasp my other arm when someone spoke. "Are they your buddies, sweetheart? They seem to be near to you," said the guy from behind. The guy let go of his hold and took a step back. He grabbed my waist and pulled me away from those males. "We attempted to assist her since she seemed to be lost. We're going now that you've arrived," someone remarked, running away from the opposite. "Such insipid thinking, they sought to harass a lady, then wag their tails when someone caught them," he stated and despised the perverts. I moved away from him and bent my head in gratitude. "Thank you so much for your assistance. I had no idea what to do." I lifted my head to see who it was, but when I saw his face, my panic returned. It was Gavin, and he seemed shocked that we had seen each other. But he quickly regained his composure and smiled. "Well, I believed someone was being harassed, but I suppose I interrupted something," he said, and I had no idea what he meant. "What do you mean by that?" I inquired vehemently. "Isn't it for a show, to capture someone's attention? Are those your subordinates? I assumed it was true, but when I found out who it was, I realized it was all a ruse." I couldn't believe he felt that way, he added. I couldn't say anything since he was criticizing me. I couldn't say anything without cursing him and crying. "Thanks for interrupting us. After I was discovered dead, I assumed the show would be over." I walked away from Gavin, saying. A tear streamed down my cheek, and my whole body trembled at the notion. I'd never been wounded like this before. Or maybe I was, but not in a humiliating way. I'd never felt this type of terror before, and I had no idea that Gavin would be the one to deliver it to me today. "Oh, come on, Ms. Clarkson. What are your plans? I believe you should pay my talent fee. Is it true that I'm a good actor earlier?" He taunted me even more, which irritated me. All I wanted to do was unwind, but what occurred tonight sapped my energy, and Gavin exacerbated the situation.

Gavin I instantly followed her as she turned her back on me. I couldn't help but feel furious with her, even though I noticed a glitter of tears in her eyes. I wanted her to pay for what she had done to me. I thought I'd forgotten everything that had occurred, but as I caught a sight of her, all the anguish I'd gone through surged back, and I was filled with wrath once again. Everything came apart when my beloved Loisa fled our wedding due of that woman. Loisa, like my father, had lost faith in me. …. "Loisa! Let's speak about it. Everything is a misconception. I will never, ever cheat on you!" I yelled angrily outside their home. "Loisa, please! Please give me a chance. We can go through this together!" I shouted it aloud, but it was her father who confronted me with a pistol. "Bastard, get out of here before I murder you! What do you expect when you injure my daughter? To easily forgive you? That’s bullshit!" While pointing the pistol, her father informed me. "Please, Dad! It was a mistake, "I begged. "How can you address me as father? You are not my child! Exit this home right now! Otherwise, you'll be discovered dead before you realize it." All I could do was retreat. That wouldn't assist me if I insisted on what I wanted. …. Every day, I waited for them to open the door for me, but they never did. I fell down on my knees and asked forgiveness for as long as it took, yet it was still insufficient. There was nowhere I could go. My father wanted to disown me because of what I done. I tarnished his name, and he only cared about it, so it was no surprise when he detested me to the point of disowning me as his son. There was conjecture two months after our wedding that Loisa was no longer in the country and had gone overseas. Her family had not verified it yet, but a few months later, a photo of Loisa in an unusual location was circulated, which validated the rumors. She was no longer in my arms and never would be. My life was ruined, and I felt defeated. I would drink myself to death till I fell asleep, then drink the anguish away again and again. That woman devastated my life, and I hated her every time I had. My goals, my dream with the person I had grown to love, were no longer unattainable since Loisa would never accept me again. Because of those silly falsehoods, everything began to fall apart. When my mother found out what I'd been up to, she took me to the hospital for excessive drinking. That's when I recognized what I needed to do. And because my mother was the only one left who cared about me, I shouldn't let her worry about me anymore. To be welcomed again, I bowed to my father and humbled my pride. He didn't want to give me a chance, but as my mother was going to kneel for me, he gave me an opportunity to show him what I was capable of. He assigned me to the lowest-level job in our organization. I was already the CEO at the time, but he returned his firm when my planned wedding was disrupted. So I was back at the bottom, and I was determined to claw my way to the top and earn my father's confidence no matter what. When those who disliked me realized that I had been assigned the lowest post, they began to mock me. I made a point of remembering their faces and identities so that when I was back in charge, they would never be allowed to step foot in the firm again. I was able to reclaim my power three years later. I wasn't the owner, but I was still in charge. "Have you discovered anything about that woman?" I approached someone for information and paid him a lot of money for it. "The envelope is included. It has her image, name, status, hometown, and information about her personal life," he stated as he gave me the package. Shantelle Clarkson. That was her given name. She had shoulder-length brown hair that was straight, jade green eyes, and gorgeous heart-shaped lips. I should remember every feature of her face so I don't forget who shattered my life. She seemed heavenly on the outside but was diabolical on the inside. I'd make sure she couldn't enjoy a tranquil existence for as long as I was in this earth. "But, it seems she is no longer in Wilderford," the guy continued. "It's all right, and your duty is done here. You are free to depart." She appeared more troublesome than I did, but it was still wrong to wreck someone else's life in order to preserve your own. I didn't bother looking for her and instead concentrated on reclaiming the Adams Enterprise. I wanted my father to recognize me as his son and as a capable businessman capable of taking over all of our enterprises. I wanted him to recognize he made a mistake when he took over the firm. I assembled supporters from inside and outside the company to help me become the CEO of Adams Enterprise. "I'm still not sure that you can head our organization." After hearing that he was still dissatisfied with my performance, I tightened my fist. "However..." he said, so I calmed myself and listened to what he had to say. "Wilfredo assigned his son to handle their enterprises on the island of Hawaii, and he wanted me to monitor his performance. Therefore I want you to be the one to oversee and assist his kid if he has a problem, but only if he begs for it." "Father, I understand. I'll make certain that I don't fail on this one." I walked out of his office after saying that. As I walked to my workplace, the magazine on my desk drew my attention. She was the one who destroyed my wedding. At Standford, she was regarded as a food researcher and the proprietor of Star Food. I suppose I'm fated to meet her. If I accepted my father's proposal, I'd be able to carry out my plan for her. That's how I got to where I am today. I forgot about my vengeance plans for her since I assumed I'd moved on and Loisa was happy on her own and with someone. I thought I could do it too, but just seeing her made my blood boil with rage. I extended an invitation to her company to see if she'd bite, and she did. She declined my request to explore their proposals with me. She clearly recalled me as the guy she damaged. I didn't expect to see her so quickly, but I noticed her at the same bar I was in, having a discussion with someone. I asked her to look where I was, and she did. She seemed astonished. I had now established that she recognized me. "So, tell me, miss? How are you doing? How's our little one doing? Our baby?" As my fingers moved around her beautiful waist, I teased her. 'You're not going to get away from me,' I thought to myself as I let go of her. Shantelle did a wonderful job presenting their offer on the day of our meeting, but I was not going to accept it. I simply wanted to play with her for a few minutes. I hoped I could see her reaction when she realized I wouldn't accept her proposal; it might be extremely fulfilling. I guess luck was on my side since I was able to meet her after just a week. I stepped out of my vehicle to aid her since she was trapped in the middle of the road, but I had a secret goal. At that time, I angered her so badly that I threatened to harm her. But I didn't care, and I let her suffer the consequences of her actions. She may label me a spiteful guy or a vicious monster who couldn't forgive her. I was on the island of Hawaii, Freelea. I was come to see Baron perform, but I would also spend some time resting. I completed my task for two weeks that should have lasted a month, thus I won't be required at my workplace any longer. I had never gone on vacation before since I wanted to earn my father's confidence, so it was a wonderful chance for me to decompress. I was about to return to my room when I observed a group of jerks pestering a female. I pushed them aside and recognized Shantelle's face. Every time I saw her, I couldn't stop torturing her with my words. It should be fun to play with her while I'm here. "Oh, come on, Ms. Clarkson. What are your plans? I believe you should pay my talent fee. Is it true that I'm a good actor earlier?" I stated this while blocking her path. I took her hand in mine and walked inside the pub. I made sure she couldn't get away from me since she was going to be my entertainment tonight. ‘I am going to make you taste my revenge, woman!’