All Chapters of Sinful Nights of My Revenge: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

"Still look the same?" Roxanne asked as she turned to face Lance with raised brow. What was he talking about? How could he have know how she looked during high school.Before her parents had passed away, sure they were wealthy and influential to some point and always had paparazzi swarming after them, but they made sure to keep Roxanne's life private to some extent.During her Hugh school days, pictures and videos of her barely surfaced in the internet. She was like the ghost of the Grant family, leaving people to wonder who she was even though they knew she existed.So now, hearing Lance speak of how she looked during middle school, made hee wonder how he knew this.However instead of answering her question, Lance simply leaned forward and placed a kiss on her lips, chuckling when she suddenly became flustered and forgot the question she had asked."Hey, what was that for?" She questioned, cheeks beaming red."It's because you looked so cute. How was i supposed to resist?" Lance teas

The drive back to the family house was silence, comfortably silent and Roxanne could feel that the brewing tension back at the hospital had disappeared. But she was still curious about what Lance had to say and she wordless squeezed his hand which was resting on her lap to pass this along.Lance glanced away from the road for mere seconds, flashing a calm and charming smile her way before turning back to focus on the road. "We can talk in the house," he replied before looking back at the road and Roxanne followed his gaze, glancing up at the house which was visible in the distance.Roxanne knew that Lance was going to have some important answers for her but she also knew that they were still working things out and that this might just be another part of that process. So she was just going to sit back and enjoy the comfortable silence of the ride back home.Almost immediately as Roxanne stepped out, she was swarmed by Henry, Rosalie, her grandfather and a new face, a beautiful brunette

How had she lost at her own game? She needed to up her game. However, just as that thought crossed her mind, she turned around and saw Lance grinning at her, clearly happy with how she had walked away from him.Roxanne decided to be childish. She stuck her tongue out at him before she turned around and suantered away."Ah, Roxy, there you are." Rosalie said as soon as she stepped into the dinning room."Yes, grandmother, I'm here." Roxanne answered and glanced around to see that everyone was either seated at the table or still helping themselves to the macarons on the plate in the middle of the table. "Did you need me for something?""Nothing important, Colton just pointed out how you weren't here. And where's Lance.""Here." The male announced his presence as he showed up behind Roxanne."Now we are complete. Take a seat, and join us, these macarons aren't going to finish themselves after all.""Yes Grandmother." Roxanne nodded her head and glanced around for empty seats for she and

Rosalie stood at the entrance of the family house as she watched Lance and Roxanne walk towards their car. She stayed with a smile on her face and bade them farewell with a wave.Only when they had stepped into the car and driven away did she allow the smile in her lips to fade away.The past was catching up, she thought and frowned, causing wrinkles to paint her delicate skin.Her thought was interrupted as Louis suddenly showed up behind her. "Are they gone?" He asked, causing her to flinch. She looked back at him and glared. "Did I scare you?"Rosalie sighed and ignored her husband's comment. She closed the door, locked it and then walked towards the siting room. Now that both her favorite grandchildren were gone with their companions, the house felt empty, too big to just accommodate two people alone, even though it had been like that for years.The sound of her sighing out loud drew Louis's attention. "What's wrong?" He asked."Nothing." Rosalie answered as she forced a smile on

"Hack!" The woman in front of Roxanne's eyes coughed up a large amount of blood into her hand.The blonde could only but watch with Large eyes, frozen to her spot and unsure of how all this had happened and what actions she needed to take.Around her was the sound of a younger child crying, calling out to the woman who was coughing up more blood, his mother. The child had tears brimming in the lid if his beautiful lavender eyes as he clung to his mother, worried."Amelie are you okay?"Roxanne was snapped out of her stand still haze when she heard the sound of her father's familiar yet forgotten voice and seconds later, he moved past her with a handkerchief. Soon after, the beautiful figure of her mother came into vision as she too tried to care for her sick And new acquaintance.Roxanne watched with a Blank mind for a few seconds before it all clicked. Ah, this was another dream of hers.She glanced down at her hands which were that of a child, confirming her assumptions. She glanced