Chapter 55Tamara walked into her company with a smirk on her lips and a spring in her steps.The staff jumped out of her way, bowing their heads slightly as greetings of “Good morning ma’am” rang out about her.This was it. All her heart had yearned for, finally she had LENA beauty back. The company she has devoted her youth to building and now with a few well placed tears and lots of cunning, she had acquired back fifty percent of the shares making her the primary and most powerful shareholder.“Good morning Mrs Windsor,” A staff greeted.Tamara’s stilled and her head jerked up at the greeting she had been accustomed to for years.“Good morning Adam,” Chelsea’s shrill voice responded as the woman appeared opposite the elevator and crossed her arms to stare down at Tamara.“What are you doing here?”Tamara rolled her eyes at the irritation in Chelsea’s voice.“Today is a shareholder meeting. Last I checked, I am still a shareholder so I don’t have to explain my presence in this comp
Chapter 58.“You did it,” Francesca smirked the minute Tamara walked into the office.Tamara paused at the door with a look of surprise on her face. “That was fast,”“Why are you here already? Don’t make me regret calling you,” Tamara rolled her eyes as she took off her sunglasses and walked to sit behind her desk.She had to admit, today went splendidly well. She got voted in as the new CEO of Lena Beauty. David still stupidly believed that she had plans to marry him, Chelsea’s video went viral and the board of shareholders even started a petition to sue Chelsea for damage to the company image.And yet all she could think of was how she had no one to share her victory with. In her car, all alone, she cried. Missing her best friend and the only person who seemed to understand her. her fingers itched to call Marco. Just to hear his voice or tell him about her latest accomplishments.Instead, memories of Evangelyn filled her head and she dialed Francesca.It almost seemed like the woma
Chapter 59“Hello? Francesa?”Tamara’s heart thundered. What should She do? Was Marco even aware Francesca had offered to help her?“Hello? Francesca? Did you need anything?” Marco’s voice sounded again but before Tamara could make any decision, Francesca swept into the room and took her phone From Tamara.“No, I’m good, thanks. I’ll text you later,” Francesca bade Marco goodbye and hung up the phone.“Sorry about that. I didnt pick up intentionally,” Tamara apologised awkwardly.Francesca seemed amused. “That’s fine, come. Let’s go celebrate,”————“You’re joking!” Francesca held her stomach as she laughed with abandon and rolled around the bed.“No, I’m quite serious actually,” Tamara chuckled. “She totally fell for him and kissed him, that was the best day of herteenage life,”“Your feud really does go back,” Francesca sobered up.“Yeah,” Tamara sighed as she took a small sip from her glass. “It does, It's a feud as old as time, and one that eventually cost hersister’s life,”The m
Chapter 60“We’re here!” Tamara smiled and pushed down her sunglasses to glance at David.“Yes,” he smiled proudly. “I’m going to make sure you enjoy yourself properly. It’s not everyday you go on vacation to Dubai,”Tamara chuckled and shaked her head at his silliness as David walked she’s dog her with the hotel room keycard.He had booked the penthouse suite of Gevora, and he seemed pleased about it.Tamara raised her sunglasses back up amd deftly winked at the form of a woman in an abaya a few feet from them.Francesca.Tamara had promptly shared all the details of her vacation with Francesca amd they had arrived Dubai at exactly the same time. Francesca booking a room, in the same hotel.“Tammy? You coming?” David paused and turned back to Tamara.“Yes, of course,” she smiled and walked forward.——————————————-Later that night as David slept snoring lightly on the bed, Tamara placed her hand on the rails and stared at the gorgeous view of the city beneath her.The city light twi
Chapter 61“You did what?” Francesca’s brows shot up as she removed her sunglasses and stared at Tamara in surprise.“I told him he couldn’t touch me unless he finalized the divorce proceedings,” Tammy paused and sheepishly took a sip of her drink. “He sent her a voice note immediately,”“Wow,” Francesca shook her head with a smile.“I know,” Tammy gushed as she shot a quick look over her shoulder. “I’ve gotten him to fall completely for me and I don’t even know how!”Francesca went silent and Tamara raised her brow.“What?” Francesca chuckled and took a sip of her drink. “Nothing. It’s just, I’m not surprised you got him to fall for you,”Tamara blushed and smiled. “Well thank you. Bye now, he’s waiting for his drink,”Tammy got to her feet and picked up the extra glass from the counter.“Wait,” Francesca placed her hand to stop Tamara’s wrists.“What?”“Here,” Francesca pulled out a small bottle from her purse and proceeded to put a few drops in David’s drink while Tamara stared wi
Chapter 62“Tamara it’s important that we talk,” Francesca’s voice cracked as tears streamed down her cheeks. “You can’t run away from this like you ran away from Marco,”Anger and hurt filled Tamara as she shook her head. “I did not—““Oh please just stop!” Francesa crossed her arms “Do you really not know he’s in love with you? Anyone within a five mile radius of you two can see it clearly,”Tamara swiped at her tears angrily. She didn’t want to talk about this. Her relationship or lack of friendship with Marco was not Francesca’s business.“I don't run from my problems, I don’t want to speak to you,” Tamara’s voice broke as she turned the door knob to leave.“Have you texted Marco or called him back?”Tamara froze at Francesca’s words.“I bet you haven’t. Because you’re scared. Fine, keep on running but I’m out,”With that, Francesca wiped at her tears furiously and rushed out of the massage parlor leaving Tamara with her hand on the knob and a shocked expression on her face.————
Chapter 63Tamara blinked in shock but quickly schooled her features as Francesca strolled into the meeting room.“And who are you? This is a shareholder meeting!” Marcel sneered as he got to his feet.“Control yourself, Mr Rodriguez. This is a meeting. I suggest you take your seat!” Tamara snapped immediately but her heart pounded.What the hell was Francesca doing here? From the corner of her eye, she watched the woman warily.“Thank you,” Francesa flashed Tamara a smile and walked to stand beside her chair at the head of the table. “Good day everyone, my name is Francesca, and I’m engaged to Marco Donatelli,”Francesca paused a bit as the name of the diamond tycoon family sunk into the meeting room. The shareholders sat up taller and some began to murmur amongst themselves. Marco’s face went white and he sank slowly back into his seat.“Francesca looked around the room and continued. “I’m here on invitation by Miss Caraballi and I am the sole investor for the project repackaging,”
Chapter 64“He did it,” Francesca whispered in disbelief “He actually fucking did it,”Tamara blinked at the TV screen as David gave his divorce statement. She did it. She had ruined David’s marriage to Chelsea. So why did it feel like she was underwater? What was that loud sound in her brain and why did she feel like she couldn’t breathe?“Are you okay?” Francesca stopped watching the conference and turned to face Tamara with a look of concern on her face.Tammy shook her head and wordlessly walked towards the door of her office.“Miss?” Kim seemed worried as well as both Kim and Francesca hurried after Tamara.“Don’t worry, I’ve got her. Take care of things here,” Francesca picked up her bag and gently held Tamara’s elbow.Tamara’s knees felt weak and she allowed Francesca to guide her away from the office.In the parking lot in Francesca’s car away from prying eyes, Tamara brought her knees up to her chest and let the tears flow.She could see Francesca didn’t understand but the w
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