All Chapters of A Billion Reasons for Revenge: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

"Good day, Mr. Hawthorne," Nikolai uttered.   "Nothing good about the day, Nikolai. I want you and your men to assist Darius. He will fill you in on the plan. I want that bastard's head, Nikolai."   "You can surely count on me. You know I'm quite good at things like this. I have connections in all the underground dealings. I'll make sure to find your man," he said, walking closer to me as he drew out a cigarette and placed it in my mouth.   "Now, just chill, Mr. Hawthorne. Chill and leave the rest to me."   He had surely forgotten his place and his ego, but I had no time for him at the moment. Once I was done with Gregor Volkov, I would have time to show Nikolai where he belonged. For now, I just hoped he would do the job properly and find Gregor's hiding place.  &

A buzz startled me, and I gently sat up, turning off my alarm as I slowly opened my tired eyes. I felt weak—not today, of all days! I still needed to go to the company for the project, but my body felt strange.   A touch on my skin revealed that I was burning up. Could it be a fever? But I was sure there was no cold last night, and I wasn't drained or anything. I couldn't be sick, not now at least.   I will be fine. I just have to get up, get dressed, and go to work. I've already skipped too many days, so how do I intend on making things right and achieving my goals this way?   I can't keep missing days, and I need to consult with some of the best lawyers about how I can reclaim my dad's will, if there's even a possible way.   I had many things planned for me today, so why this sickness? Neve

Sebastian's POVI sat down on my bed, unable to grasp what had just happened, with broken glass scattered on the ground. How dare she come here after so many years? Why did she have to show up now when I was trying to forget about my past? But she had shown up and had the audacity to hope that I would accept her back.After all she had done to me, she still wanted reconciliation. It all felt hard to take in—a reminder of the entire incident of my broken past. I lost my entire self due to her actions. My days passed by with me being more alone as time went on. I learned not to trust easily and believed I was better off in this world without friends.My father lived his entire life in sad, lonely days until his last breath. She didn't even come for his burial, and now, all of a sudden, she showed up. "Why?! Why the hell are you here now?!" I yelled.I had lost my cool down there, but it was hard—so hard for me to take in. Her eyes—I was sure Scarlet must be wondering about many question

I felt my life at the fingertips of the trigger. Was this how it felt to see death so close to claiming you? But this wasn't it. I can't die, not now, and not here.My instinct kicked in as I ducked my head away from the glass and their bullets. My legs hit the reverse pedal, and I reversed my car with multiple bullets piercing through my car's glass. The broken pieces tickled as they fell.Finally, out of their aim, I raised my head, having a clear vision of my path. I turned my car around in the other direction and drove on.While driving, I could see their car trailing me at the nearest distance, trying to catch up with my car. But I couldn't let that happen. Managing to increase my car's speed, I was finally able to lose them in the winding road.As my eyes caught no sight of them again, a sense of relief washed over me. "That was close," I whispered. It could have easily ended badly for me. But yet, my mind could only process one fact: Darius's last words, warning me not to retur

A slight beam of light pierced through, causing my eyes to open. I had no idea where I was, but my hands were tied down to a chair."Help! Somebody help!" I kept shouting, hoping to draw the attention of somebody passing by.In that moment, a creak caught my attention as I watched several men walk in, one of them muscular and giant with a strange tattoo on their face."Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" I questioned, my mind echoing different thoughts of what I assumed they planned on doing with me, leaving my body trembling as they got closer."Stay away! Stay away from me!""She is surely a beauty," one of the men muttered."So sad it would be a waste now."Would I be a waste? Were they planning on killing me? No, it couldn't be—why would they? Could this be the doing of Evelyn? Could she have gone to such lengths to remove me from the picture, perhaps?Even so, I couldn't die here. If it was truly her, I had to escape and make her pay, get her arrested.I couldn't believe she