All Chapters of Her Revenge: Chapter 31

Chapter 32With wine glass in hand, I stood at the floor to ceilling window of my penthouse and watched the storm preparing to strike. The city below was ignorant of the anarchy I had started, but everyone would know shortly. Dorian reasoned he could make it. His wealth, influence, and silver tongue would shield him. Today, though. The world of today would view him as the liar he really was. I focused on the television where the live broadcast of Dorian's frantic damage control effort was starting. Dressed in a neat black suit, Dorian stood behind the podium, his typical confidence contained in a controlled calm. As reporters watched for him to speak, cameras flashed. "Ladies and gentlemen," he said, clutching the podium's edges. His voice was consistent, but I could see his jaw was tight and his eyes flicked with anxiety. Superior. "There have been unwarranted accusations against me," he said. " Rumours aimed to damage my name, carried by people who want to see me fall