Chapter 276 MONTHS LATER*********************************************************************************************************A small smile played on Marco’s lips as he remembered his last discussion with Tamara. She had arrived in Milan today, but he hadn’t seen her yet, due to all the business preparations he had to finish.Over the six months she had spent in Paris, they had spent every day, talking, working, plotting and just enjoying each other’s company.Marco had never had a best friend before. No one came close enough. With his strict, no-nonsense demeanor, he had never made any real friends except Seth and even Seth couldn’t be classified as his best friend because their friendship had been borne out of necessity when he got into business school.With Elena or Tamara, it was different. Maybe because he had watched her silently for seven months, but something about them just clicked, and though he never said it aloud, Marco knew Tamara was his platonic soulmate and the t
Chapter 28The paparazzi cameras flashed in Chelsea’s eyes and she blinked in irritation.She supposed she couldn’t complain. This was all she had ever wanted.Everything she dreamed and hoped for. A successful company, a good husband, fame, money and yet as she flashed her brightest smile for the cameras, she couldn’t help but feel hollow inside.“Babe, you good?” David whispered in her ear as he wrapped a hand around her waist for them to assume another pose.“Yeah, I just feel a little lightheaded. Should we take some more pictures then head inside?” Chelsea asked her husband as she responded to calls of Mrs Windsor from the paparazzi.Her wedding to David had been the biggest wedding in the business world, and now nearly a year later, she preened as she still enjoyed the attention from the press.David didn’t give her a reply as he swung his head to stare at something or more precisely, someone.Chelsea frowned. In the several months of her marriage, she had never had to worry abo
Chapter 29Tamara returned to her seat with a giddy smile on her lips. She and Marco had worked so hard. For months she had gibe with minimal sleep, having meetings at odd hours and thinking up ideas in the shower.Finally, it had paid off!She wished she could have a picture of Chelsea’s face when she used her shoulder to climb the stage and accept the award.She would have sent it to Marco and he would have been ecstatic and happy for her.But she supposed a selfie of her and the trophy would have to do.With a happy smirk on her lips, she pressed the send button and waited eagerly for Marco to reply.She shifted on her seat uncomfortably as the pressure in her lower region alerted her to her need to pee.With a huff of irritation, she passed the trophy to a member of her team and scurried away to use the restroom.When she finished he’d businsss and stepped out, she was shocked to find David waiting for her with a pleasant smile on his lips.Her heart thundered in her chest as he
Chapter 30Chelsea frowned as David went silently past her into the bathroom.The defeat of the day was still sore in her memories and David wasn’t heling matters. He had always been like this. Quiet, unless he has someting important to say and yet it had never bothered her. She knew he loved her and she was happy about their mariage but the last three months had felt more like living with a business patner than her husband.And Chelsea knew deep in her bones, that a child would bring them closer together. Since the incident, David had not once expressed displeasure at the fact that Elena was pregnant when she died.But she knew, it was only because he had expected to have a baby with her, right away. And now, here they were, over a year since their marriage and despite the vitamins and supplements she had taken, Chelsea was still not pregnant.Her clock was ticking and she knew it.With an irritated sigh, Chelsea pulled her latop onto her laps and began to nperuse google for whateve
Chapter 31“Go,” Marco said calmly as he focused his eyes on the couple leaving the clinic.“Are you sure? I could stay and just-” Tamara started to protest.“I’m sure. I’ll take care of things here. Just go to the office and see what the contract is about,” Marco replied as he handed her the car keys.Tamra blinked. She was unsure if she wanted to leave Marco alone, but she also needed to get things going in the office, so she gave him a nod.“Alright. See you tonight."Marco left the car, and Tamara took over the wheels. As she drove out of the clinic parking lot, her heart thundered in anticipation of what type of contract David could have sent, and she drove as fast as she could to her company.***“Welcome Miss. I need your decision on some matters,” Kim began to prattle the moment Tara stepped out of the elevator onto her office floor.“Not yet,” Tamara said impatiently as she held up a hand to stop the girl from speaking.“Have the lawyers gone through the Lena Beauty contract
Chapter 32Do we have an agreement?” Tamara asked the red-faced doctor as she leaned back in her seat.“I understand what you want from me,” the doctor said in a deathly quiet voice as he raised his head slightly and stared at Tamara.“What I don’t understand is why you think I would risk my career by agreeing to something so unethical. Is this some kind of joke? I only listened to you because you’re both important people in the business world,” The doctor finished with an affronted look on his face as he stood angrily to his feet.“How about now?” Marco asked smoothly as he placed his small box on the table and unlocked it to reveal the twinkling diamonds and dollar wads inside.“Is this enough to make you agree?” He asked the doctor with a blank stare.The angry doctor froze as his eyes latched onto the box and the treasures inside.“Even if you were to gain fifty more clients like the Windsors and work for the rest of your life, you still wouldn’t make this kind of money,” Tamara s
Chapter 33 Tamara watched from her car with a smirk as reporters lined up outside the LENA beauty headquarters. The video she had Tom release had done it’s job and gone viral. Her meeting with David was scheduled for eleven and it was ten fifty already. Tamara was about to exit her car and brave walking through the sea of reporters when her phone rang. “Hey,” Tamara said softly as she picked up the call. “Was the video you?” Marco’s voice came from the other end of the phone. Tamara swallowed and replied. “Yeah, I had Tom release the video last night,” “What do you think?” She asked nervously as she looked out her car window again. It wasn’t that she thought Marco would disagree, she just felt nervous and wanted his approval. “What do I think?” Marco chuckled excitedly. “It’s brilliant Suta! You’re brilliant! That video is viral and the entire internet is cracking down on David just before your meeting!” A flood of relief rushed through Tamara at Marco’s obvious approval.
Chapter 34 David watched from his office window as Tamara Caraballi entered her car and drove off. He was sure she was ecstatic. The deal they made favored her way too much but there was little he could do. The woman had tenaciously found a way to uproot Chelsea and take her place. Not that David wasn’t pleased with the change. When he started the deal, it was in hopes of seeing Tammy again. Now that she would be working in his office, it was the best outcome he could have hoped for. “HAVE YOU GONE, MAD!’ Chelsea screeched as David winced and dropped down into his chair to brave his wife’s anger. “She humiliated me! And you gave her my company! This is all your fault,” Chelsea angrily flung the contract at David. “Contact that bitch and tell her the deal is off! There’s no way she can be the face of this company!” “Babe, calm down,” David sighed and shook his head. “Calm down? CALM DOWN! David, I'll be a laughing stock on social media if she takes my place!” Chelsea scoffed an
Reborn for Revenge Last ChapterThe hall was packed full of the business world’s elite. The invitation was the most coveted thing as zero cameras were seen in the hall save for the officially approved videographers.The orchestra struck a cord, the double doors swung open and Elena Sanchez began her walk down the aisle.In her right hand she held a bouquet of flowers and her left down was intertwined with a man’s own.Shock rippled through the guests as they recognized the man as Chairman Donatelli.On the other side of the long aisle stood the groom of the day.Once Italy’s most suitable bachelor, Marco Dantelli stood with his eyes wet as his grandfather slowly escorted his bride towards him.Despite Rosa’s naggings about protocol and what was considered proper, Elena had written her own vows.The hall fell silent as her words resonated and she whispered them with tears in her throat.She would love him. She would hold him. She would be there for him, but most importantly, she would t
Reborn for Revenge New chapter “So? What do you think?” Rosa Donatelli asked her future daughter-in-law excitedly.“Umm….,” Elena trailed with a smile.“I know, I know,” Rosa sighed. “You want to wear your own dress. But it’s not made by any popular designer,” Rosa looked distressed as she patted down her bun and sighed. “What will I say when the other women ask who designed my daughter-in-law’s dress? An unnamed store from New York City?”Francesca and Elena locked eyes from the full-length mirror and they both burst into giggles.“Oh stop it!” Rosa hissed at them but the edge of her lip was lifted as well. A smile was brewing and she knew it.It wasn’t like Elena hated the dress. Far from it, Rosa’s dress indeed spoke of quiet luxury with its soft lace and intricate pearl design.It fit perfectly too. Pancakes aside, it was almost like the dress had been hand-sewn for her. She didn’t have any particular attachment to her own dress and she could have worn it.Just one issue.Elena
Chapter 96Elena Sanchez slipped in and out of consciousness as she heard shouting in the room. At some point, a blow had been thrown, followed by a loud slap that seemed to shock her properly awake.No, she had not been slapped, the slap was for someone else. It was in fact the noise of the slap that woke her up from her drug-like state.She vaguely registered that the bodice of her dress was torn and she pulled together the scraps of the fabric hurriedly trying to cover herself.Some footsteps and the warmth of a coat covered her. She closed her eyes and took in a breath of gratitude.Cedarwood smoky spice. The coat smelled like… Marco. Yes, the man she was supposed to marry. Elena jerked awake fully and flung open her eyes.“Are you mad! What a miscreant! How dare you!”Rosa Donatelli was red faced and screaming angrily. Elena felt disorientated and confused. What had happened?She turned her head to Marco who stood beside her, rubbing her hair with his face twisted in concern.“A
Chapter 95Elena made her way down to get breakfast but her head was spinning. Had Marco not come back last night from where he went with DaSilva? Why else would Vicker carry her instead of her supposed husband?“Dear, are you okay? You don’t look so well,” Queeneth, one of Marco’s cousins spoke up as she got to the dining table.Elena gave her a small smile and fanned herself with my palm. “I… I’m fine. I just need some air. Excuse me,” Before she could reply properly, Elena rushed out of the dining towards the drawing room window and pulled out her phone.Her hands shook as she dialed Marco’s number.Ring Ring.The phone rang and her stomach was in knots until he finally picked up the call.“Hello?”“Where are you?” Elena demanded immediately.In the background of the call, She could hear DaSilva’s voice and it grated on her nerves. “Did you come back last night?”“Sorry baby. I called Mama because you were asleep. I’ll be back in time for my bachelor’s party. Just…”Marco’s voice
Chapter next.“Oh, I think that pose is cute,”Elena squeezed her eyes shut and internally groaned at the sound of DaSilva’s voice. Here she was, trying to process that her soon-to-be husband could potentially have a five-year-old child and the woman was yapping loudly.“You okay?” Marco asked Elena with concern in his voice.“Yeah yeah,” She waved his concern off with a small smile. “I’m fine. Let’s just take the pictures,”Marco gave a nod and Elena didn’t miss his look of relief. He was trying so hard for everything to go well and she couldn’t understand why. Was it because of DaSilva?“And that’s a wrap,” The photographer, Antonio smiled at them The pictures are done. Let’s pick the ones I’ll process.Elena sighed in relief and smiled happily. Finally, an activity she could do with Marco.“Let’s choose the picture,” Elena smiled excitedly.“What do you think you know about PR?” Rosa stepped in with a conceding look. This is the Donatelli family. I will not have you disgrace the fa
Elena looked across the terrace where Marco and DaSilva were still deep in conversation. The two of them were secluded from the entire family and seemed to be talking about something serious.She tried to pretend like it didn’t bother her. She failed.“Maybe try being more subtle?” Vicker, Marco’s cousin teased her with an amused smile.Elena’s cheeks pinkened and she dropped the book she had been pretending to read. “Am I that obvious?” He chuckled and gave Elena a nod. “Pretty much. But it’s alright. You’re marrying him in four days. It would be strange if you weren’t worried,”“But should I be?” Elena frowned. “Do I have a reason to be worried? Who exactly is she?”“I’m sure grandfather already told you,” Vicker replied with a shrug. “She’s Marco’s childhood best friend. I’ve always known her, how exactly they met is fuzzy, but they were always inseparable, we all thought for sure they would be getting married but…” Vicker trailed off.“But what?” Elena asked, her interest now piq
Elena knew Marco was rich. I mean the man came from a long line of men who were diamond industry owners but she didn’t realise he was this rich.She had seen a reasonable amount of wealth in the time she had spent on earth yet her mouth was open in shock as the car pulled up by the side of the fountain and a man pulled open her car door.“Marco,” She whispered in shock. The entire driveway and the estate screamed luxury.The manor itself was breathtaking. Like a mini palace, she didn’t know what to focus her eyes on first. “The manor is gorgeous,” She gushed as she stepped out of the car.Marco chuckled lightly behind her. “Yeah, it is. I’ve gotten so used to this place, I always forget how shocking it is, to see it for the first time,”“Used to it?” Elena asked in bewilderment. “Are you joking?” She took off her sunglasses and stared wide-eyed at the entire expanse of the building.Would she ever get used to it? It amazed her to think of how Marco had grown up.Almost as though Elena
Chelsea was mad. Or crazy. Elena couldn’t decide which one as she watched the woman’s shiny eyes.This wasn’t Chelsea Rodriguez, the intelligent arch enemy she’d had since childhood. This woman was something else, bordering on the edge of insanity.“What’s wrong with her?” Elena asked her secretary as she watched Chelsea respond to the judges’s few questions.“I’m not sure,” Kim sighed and shook her head. “At the first trial, I thought she was putting on an act but now, it’s obvious to anyone that she’s lost it. Maybe guilt from all her evil deeds or the pain of losing the child she longed for,”Elena’s fingers shook but she twisted them and kept them on her lap as the judge slammed the gavel to bring utter silence to the courtroom.“The accused has been found guilty…”The court went up in uproar as the spectators cheered loudly while Elena just sat in silence staring at Chelsea’s wheelchair.“Order!” The judge tried to get the court silent again as she hit the gavel.“...guilty of at
Chapter 90It’s been three weeks since Chelsea Rodriguez’s accident and Elena’s attempted murder.Elena stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bridal shop. Her eyes were wet and as she looked at her friend’s reflection in the mirror, she could see Francesca’s eyes were also wet.“You look so beautiful, gosh,” Fancesca choked out as she got to her feet slowly.“She’s right,” Theresa smiled. “Hurry up and get married before you steal my woman,”The three of them laughed and Elena put a piece of her hair behind her ear.“I feel beautiful too. I think this is it. The dress, I’ll wear. It’s perfect,”Francesca gave a nod of agreement. “I love it too, but do you think Rosa will agree? I imagine she would want you to wear a custom made dress,”Elena’s brows wrinkled and before she could reply, her doctor and friend, Theresa spoke up.“It doesn’t matter if Rosa Donatelli doesn’t like the dress. She’s not the one getting married and she has to accept that. If she can’t then she’s free