All Chapters of Desperate Hearts: Meera’s Sweet Revenge : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

‘I understand. I was deeply saddened and if Mr. Scott was still alive to witness this, he would have been heartbroken. I’m so sorry, Meera, you didn't deserve any of this.’ The mention of Mr. Scott pulled a string in her heart and she experienced another wave of heartache again. Would things have been different if the old man were still alive? Her resolve broke and more tears cascaded down her cheek like a fountain. “I miss him so much,” she subconsciously let out. ‘Which is why I called you. The reading of his Will shall commence tomorrow at 10 AM at his villa. You should be there.’“Why? Going there would only serve me worse. I’m sorry, Mr. Lynn, I’m not ready to see Ben right now.” ‘You’re not going for Ben, I can assure you. Mr. Scott specifically told me to invite you to the reading of his Will, otherwise I can’t proceed with the reading.’ Meera pressed her lips together, thinking of the chaos that could surface again. She was not ready to face Ben but this was about the man

“Meera, do you remember the night I brought you and David home? It was rainy and windy. You didn’t want to come with me until you saw that David was cold. From little, you had already been a strong woman and I truly envied your resilience. I encouraged you to marry Ben because I knew you would be the only woman who would genuinely love him and lead him through the right path. However, I only realized that I did you injustice again when I only had three years left to live. I could have called off the wedding and saved you from impending doom, however, my selfishness to have you continue living as my daughter didn’t let me move a muscle. By the time this Will is read, you would have understood what I meant by this. I thought that Ben would grow up under your tutelage, but he remained a fool, just like his father. I’m sorry, Meera, it was not Ben who ruined your life it was I. You have my blessings if you choose to leave, but please, take the house, it would come in handy in the future.

“Let me see who that is,” he said and left the kitchen. Not long later, he returned and said, “It’s your brother and friend.” Just when he finished, Maria’s voice pierced through the roof, “Meera, where are you?! Tell me you’re the chef, please!! I’ve been having nightmares about eating what you made!!!”“Stop yelling like a country bumpkin. Our neighbor might think we came from the country side, tsk!” David chided in a way that wasn’t rude nor polite. What followed after was an object hitting the floor. Meera chuckled and shook her head. Those two, if David wasn’t too young, she would have thought they were in love. Their banter was one of a kind. She suddenly froze when she remembered that this was not their place. She looked up at Greg and smiled awkwardly, “I’m sorry, Mr. Greg, I’ll tell them right away to not ruin anything.”“You don’t have to. Whatever is ruined can always be replaced,” but loosing you is something that cannot be replaced, he completed the sentence in his mind

... “Have you told Greg about the shares you got?” Maria asked once they got home. “Is there a need to tell him? He’s my sponsor, not my manager.” Meera responded while taking off her costume. “True, but is Ben and Vivian going to fold their hands and watch you run the company?”“Ben would rather die than watch the company fall into someone else’s hands. That being said, do you have... Forget it, he said he’s my follower, but how do I look for him when I don’t know his username?” Meera sighed and slumped on the sofa. Her problems were overwhelming her. A smile slipped onto Maria’s lips as she sat beside Meera, “I think David has his contact. Call him and ask.”“He does?” Meera frowned and called out to David. “He won’t hear you, he should be playing games by now.” Meera sighed, got up and headed to one of the many rooms in the house. She knocked on the door a couple of times before pushing it open. As Maria said, he was sitting in front of his computer, with gamers headphones on

“Perfect, except that you failed to do proper research on the land you intend to build on!” Greg pointed his pen at the screen, asking, “do you know why none of our competitors are so eager to fight for the piece of land with us? It’s because the neighborhood is estimated to start sinking in 10 years. Didn’t you know that?”“Yes, I know, that’s why the company will increase its bid for the piece of land. 10 years is a long time. By eight to nine years, we would have profited and we can then sell off the property to another company. That way, we won’t suffer any loss. Moreover, the land is extremely cheap in the market as it is.”Greg sat in stunned silence, staring at his cousin who has no foresight. After a long while, he finally decided to say, “ What happens when no one buys the property from us? Are you willing to build a residence on a sinking soil for people to live in?" Before Hudson could reply, Greg raised a finger. “Why do you think that this company is standing at the top o