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THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 031
Geoffrey still had Vivian in his hold, embracing her like he's the best husband in the entire universe.Carefully, he lifted her head to look in her eyes, repeating the words I'm sorry, to soothe and sway her heart into accepting him back again."I promise I won't hurt you again. From now on, I'll put you first before anything. After all, you're my sweet heart, " Geoffrey said, wiping the tears in her eyes.His words were swaying Vivian, who couldn't stop blushing. She buried herself in Geoffrey's arms, feeling better.If only she had a top eye to see how he has been staring at her cheque book for long while sweet talking her into forgiving him.To get to the bottom of this, Geoffrey, being Vivian's Prince Charming, escorted to their bed, so she'd have a seat with him. She sniffed, wiping the remaining droplets from her eyes, when Geoffrey said, "It's not as if I don't care about your family. They are also mine."His eyes lingering from her face to the cheque book then back to her fa
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 032
Since she couldn't meet with her parents the previous day, Vivian decided to go today.She had woken up all alone without Geoffrey in bed with her. According to the servants, he went to work early. Vivian admired this about her lovely husband, and she decided to treat him to a special dinner when he returns home tonight. Getting all dressed, Vivian left her home for her parents, feeling excited to tell them about the plans she and Geoffrey had made for them. "No, I shouldn't tell them yet. I don't want their hopes to rise too much. It's going to be a surprise when the money comes back multiplied, " She believed, seeing a brighter future for them.As she drew closer to the mansion, Vivian noticed something about the front.Their cars, some were missing already. Vivian pulled into her parents' compound and began to hear yelling coming from inside. "What was that? " She panicked, rushing out of her car.Vivian went into her home and was surprised to see the servants in one corner, w
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 033
Alphonse smiled to himself as he composed the message. He was sending a message to Vivian telling her about her husband, Geoffrey’s recreational activities. -Your husband is at the Hard Rock Hotel & Casino right now, with two nice young ladies. That’s where he has been allthrough last night and today- Although he wished to make Vivian feel a fraction of his pain; the pain he got from loving her despite her family’s mistreatment of him, till she betrayed him and revealed how she really felt; he still felt he was doing her a favour.Afterall Geoffrey was only going to continue squandering her money on make money quick schemes. Giving her a reason to get rid of him would only benefit her.Who ever said that he wasn’t a magnanimous man?Alphonse been curious of Geoffrey, the man who Vivian chose over him. He did some background research on him by hiring a private investigator, Solomon Martins.Keeping through to his reputation, Martins had uncovered the dirty foundation that Geoffrey t
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 034
Vivian stared at the pictures with shock on her face.She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her.Geoffrey would never do this right?She burst into tears.“This has to be a lie!”Vivian decided to place a call to Geoffrey once again. She dialed his number with shaking hands.Ring RingAfter try to call him persistently for 5 minutes, someone answered.“Who this sorry?” It was the voice of a young girl. She sounded out of breath.Vivian could hear the beat of loud music in the background.The bastard! Can’t work in a dull environment right?“It’s Vivian, Geoffrey’s wife!”She heard a commotion in a background. She listened closely and could hear the faint conversation.“Hey give me that…” It sounded like , but the voice was too faint to be sure.“Hey hello, Vivian what’s up. I told you I was working. Sorry my em… secretary picked it up.” Geoffrey stopped after his short speech to catch his breath.“You bastard!” Vivian started crying again.“You cheating bastard! Aren’t I goo
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 035
Alphonse took a sharp left as he drove to the Fischer mansion. It was one of the biggest houses in the Garden district. Peter gripped the chair, scared to be moving at such speeds at his old age. Alphonse had been driving at speeds of over 80kmph, and it was doubly outrageous because the speed limit in the area was 40kmph.Alphonse slowed down as he approached the gate. It was over 20ft tall and gave the sense of impenetrability.He slowed down.Peter let out a sigh of relief.As they approached the gate, Alphonse blew his car horn. Almost immediately, the gate fell open slowly. It was opened by two big intimidating men, their firearms clearly displayed.“What a warm welcome.” Alphonse said, amused.Peter let out an inaudible grunt as he released his death grip on the chair and collected himself.The mansion was huge, with five floors. It was reminiscent of a medieval castle.Alphonse parked in the part of the front of the mansion, on the area designated beside the field. The field c
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 036
Vivian hurled the trash bag over her shoulder and struggled to carry it out with her. She walked steadily till she reached the trash bin and dumbed in the trash with a sigh of relief. She swiped off sweat form her brow. The trash had been heavy, she had never done such intense manual labour. Vivian had been waiting for Geoffrey to get home for the past two days and during those days, due to the condition of her father which got worse, and her mother’s mental… blockage, she had to clean herself. She was starting to get a picture of what the low level servants went through. Maybe next time she won’t tell them to do more work. She had sorted out the kitchen especially, because it was starting to get too dirty. She was constantly made aware of this by her mother’s passing snide comments. She decided to take one for the family after she got tired of the noise. She proceeded to prepare their breakfast- an omelet. It turned out crisp and burnt but she still felt vindicated for trying. As
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 037
Alphonse drove to his mansion at 60kmph in his blood red Ferrari.He had decided to slow down after seeing Peter’s constant plight and relenting. He didn’t really like going so slow, it was reminiscent of how he always felt restricted by his love all those years. He made a few turns, his mind occupied then he heard a fake cough from Peter. He gave Peter a quick glance, encouraging him to talk.“Master, about what happened at the Fischer household…”“They are all idiots, don’t bother. Is there any legal action they can take against us?”“None that I know of, but they are full of surprises. A jack-in-the-box full of snakes, you might say.”“You should be poetic more often, Peter. You could probably have competed with Shakespeare.” Alphonse joked, his expression amused.“You flatter me Master.”“Yeah, why do you call me Master anyway?” Alphonse glanced at the junction where there was a crossing for incoming traffic. His Rolex reflected the sun into his face. He adjusted it, by shaking
THE HEIR'S VENDETTA CHAPTER 038
Vivian lay on her bed, motionless.The tears on her face had dried off.She had entered a coma-like sleep for a few minutes. Everything had gotten too much and she needed to shut down for a while. Vivian just couldn’t comprehend why Geoffrey would treat her like that. Back in the day when she had been married to that guy, Geoffrey always treated her like a queen.Geoffrey made her feel things that Alphonse could never hope to. It was a ironic that her relationship with Geoffrey had flourished when she was still married to Alphonse. Alphonse was a loser who just made Geoffrey look even better.She could remember how Geoffrey would take her to parties and they would have a wonderful time. After the party they would get a room and spend the night drinking and having sex.Vivian had gotten married to Alphonse before she was fully aware of the existence of other men. From there she had been asked out by many men who she had all found not up to her developing taste. It was those same men