The Vengeful Billionaire

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laughed over the phone and I could just see her rolling her eye

joy, Guess who

uld have squealed along with her. I knew just how long she had been trying to get a jo

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uckle as we remembered all our encounters with the choppy internet service when w

ll me?"I asked, curiosity bleeding

s Company!"She yelled over the phone in such a loud voice that I had to take the

l with her noisy attitude when she got excited about things. It took a m

With the static I could hear, I ded

ng to end up having a coronary if she

to my research, he is a close friend of his son"I coul

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e I was stunned by the turn of events. The day that star

y getting a step right and we can eventually get the revenge we've been planning for so long."Tears as usual, filled my eyes

we were both orphans looking for a purpose in life. Technically, I wasn't an orphan because my father still ha

to do that, Mia.

my throat despite how serious she sounded. Ever since she foun

nodded, understanding Mia's determination. She was right; we couldn't back down now, not when we were so close to ach

smile, a plan already forming in my mind. I was strengthened because I knew that I wasn't alone. My sist

own, Mia. And we're going t

nt and purpose filling the air because it was just the beginning of our revenge st

e. After a couple of hours with the sun starting to set, we said our goodbyes and got off the phone. I got up and walked to the counter to get some snacks to go b

th grape juice. I looked up to confront him but he had his eyes on his phone and didn't look u

es" He ordered as he started walking away without even apologiz

rowing it at the back of his own expensive looking shirt. He stopped in his tracks, looked down

bellowed, his voice

but all I could do was blink at him. I couldn't get my mouth to work to reply him because I was looking right in

staurant. He killed my mother at a restaurant and I was meeting him right inside one. How ironic life was. A slow smile came on my lips as he screamed