All Chapters of REBORN FOR REVENGE: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 74Tamara’s hands shook as she tightened her grip on her glass. The slightly sweet smell of the strawberry infused champagne, turned her stomach.“Are you okay?” David asked from beside her and tightened his grip on her waist.“Yeah. Yes, I am,” Tamara gave him a nod and turned back to the crowd.From where she stood on the stage, Tammy should see Marco’s eyes trained on her intently, his direct gaze bringing her a bit of comfort.“Thank you!” She called out in a loud voice to her guests. “Thank you all for honoring our invitation and coming to celebrate with us. We say thank you. So let’s all raise a toast,” Tamara lifted her glass to scattered applause.“A toast to life! Marriage and of course, Partnership,” David cheered and clinched his glass with hers.Tamara gave a nervous smile, careful not to let her fear show. She raised her glass to her lips and tipped her head, emptying the entire thing.Applause rang out in the hall as people began to congratulate them.“Restroom,”

Chapter 76“What?! When,” Francesca swore under her breath,Tamara pushed to a seating position as she felt her breath catch.She was so stupid! How could she sign over everything to him?“I I…I Just—he…” Tamara’s tears threatened to choke her as she gasped for breath.“Breathe,” She heard Marco’s voice by her ear and felt his palm on her lower back. Slowly rubbing and consoling her. “Come on baby, take a deep breath for me,”Tamara clutched the hospital sheets and tried to follow Marco’s instructions.In Out. In Out.Slowly, the room stopped spinning and she could see properly. Her fingers had stopped trembling but the fear in her stomach and the deep crippling feeling hadn’t disappeared.“We’ll get him to sign them back,” Marco stood back to his full height and shoved his hands in his pants pocket.Tamara blinked in confusion. “How? It’s not like we can just kidnap him,”“True. We can’t but the whole world knows about you now. He’ll meet with lawyers. Try to get instated as CEO, a

Tamara heaved a sigh of relief, her shoulders trembling as David froze.“Him?” David growled in a low voice as his grip on Tamara’s chin tightened. “You’re his woman? You’re cheating on me? Doesn’t he know you belong to me?”“You monster,” Tamara’s entire frame trembled as she tried to take in deep breaths. “I don’t belong to anyone,”She leaned back as far she could go, David’s fingers digging into her cheek painfully.David sneered and leaned in closer to her, his breath sending shivers of disgust through Tamara.“Legally. Elena Windsor is still married to me. You’re mine,”“I SAID! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY WOMAN!”Tamara let out a scream as Marco pulled David from behind but his hands were still on her face.The force made his nails drag across her face.“Tammy!” Francesca yelled. Tamara felt her knees give out beneath her and she would have fallen had Francesca’s hands not wrapped around her waist suddenly.“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Francesca was crying as she tried to wipe some blood

Chapter 80Elena blinked in shock.“That is correct right? You’re technically still married to David Windsor?”“Yeah yeah,” she caught herself and cleared her throat. “On paper, yes I would guess so considering our marriage was never dissolved. But in all honesty, the marriage ended long before he decided to kill me,”“And there you have it guys. A live confessional of Tamara Caraballi, oh sorry. Elena Windsor’s life.Such a story and what really stood out for me was she was able to create the two biggest most influential companies in the beauty industry. Isn't that badass?”Elena zoned out as Lindsay continued speaking to the camera and finally the interview was done.“CUT!”Elena stood to her feet immediately. She didn't feel good and she needed air to breathe.She had just poured out her entire story to the internet. They could either believe her or not, that wasn’t relevant. What mattered was she had told it.“Wait! Elena, please,” Lindsay called out.Elena paused at the edge of

“SO? What do you think?” Elena’s nail artist beamed as she closed the last bottle of nail polish and waited for Elena’s reaction. Francesca looked up from her chair beside Elena and smiled. “It’s gorgeous. It’ll definitely go well with your dress. What do you think?” The two women went silent waiting for her response. Elena coughed and blinked herself back to reality. In truth, nails were the last thing on her mind. Today was her swearing-in ceremony, she had informed the shareholders beforehand, and they were okay with her plan. She had also agreed to marry Marco. The diamond ring glittering on her finger reminded her of such and yet Eelna had no peace. How could everything go so well? She was skeptical. Call her paranoid or maybe a product of the issues she had faced. She didn’t know, all she knew was happiness like this was often fleeting. She couldn’t help looking over her shoulder and trying to convince herself everything would be fine. “Elena?” Francesca frowned at the ex