All Chapters of The billionaire’s vendetta : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Just then, her aunt, drawn by the anguish cries, ran out of her room, concern etched on her face. Wrapping her in a warm embrace "Hey...hey...what happened?" she asked, rushing to Anna's side. "Why are you crying?" She gently helped Anna stand up, supporting her as she swayed unsteadily. "Come on, let's go inside. You can't stay here on the floor, crying. What's going on, Anna? Tell me."She helped Anna up from the floor and walked her to her room, gently guiding her to the bed. She laid Anna down on the bed, where she lay silently, tears still streaming down her cheeks.Her aunt, sat beside her, trying to comfort her. "Everything will be fine, I'm here for you," she said softly. "So, stop crying." But Anna remained mute, her body racked with sobs. Stroking her hair. She spent hours with Anna, whispering words of comfort and reassurance, until finally, Anna's tears subsided, and she drifted off to sleep.Only then did Mrs. Clare quietly get up and leave the room, returning to her own

Noval stood outside Jackson's gate, her slender figure accentuated by the sleek, red sports car parked beside her. She wore a provocative outfit, her curves spilling out of the tight, black dress that barely covered her. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her full lips were painted a deep, crimson red.As Jackson pulled up to the gate, Noval turned to face him, a sly smile spreading across her face. She struck a pose, one hand on her hip and the other leaning against the car, showcasing her ample assets.Jackson's eyes narrowed slightly as he took in Noval's provocative attire. He raised an eyebrow, his tone neutral. "What are you doing outside my gate, Noval?" he asked, his voice loud but controlled.Noval's smile deepened, and she took a step closer to Jackson, her eyes locked on his. "I went to your office, but I was told you weren't in yet," she purred, her voice husky. "So, I decided to wait for you here." I heard what happened between you

"Jackson," she whispered, her voice husky, as she reached out and grabbed Harry, holding him tight. Harry's eyes widened in surprise as Noval pulled him closer, her lips pressing against his in a drunken kiss. For a moment, Harry was taken aback, unsure of how to react. But as the kiss deepened, he felt a spark of attraction, despite himself. They kissed for a minute, the tension between them palpable.But then Harry came to his senses, gently pulling away from Noval. She fell back onto the couch, her eyes closing in exhaustion. Harry's eyes were wide open, his heart racing with surprise.He looked down at her, feeling a mix of emotions. He didn't know what to make of what had just happened. Despite the confusion, he felt a pang of tenderness towards Noval and leaned down to kiss her on her cheek."Good night," he whispered, before picking up a blanket and heading to the living room to sleep on the couch. As he lay down, he couldn't shake off the feeling.Harry lay on the

As they walked out of the kitchen, Harry and Noval were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the front door opening. They both turned to see Harry's mom walking into the house, a look of surprise on her face.Harry and Noval were taken aback, unsure of what to expect. Harry's mom scanned the room, her eyes settling on her son and the girl standing beside him. She raised an eyebrow, her expression unreadable."Who is she?" Harry's mom asked, her voice down but polite. Noval was about to introduce herself as Harry's friend, but before she could say a word, Harry cut in."She's my girlfriend, Mom," Harry said, a charming smile spreading across his face. Noval's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could react, Harry pinched her arm and whispered into her ear."Play along, Noval. My mom is cold towards strangers. She hates seeing new faces in our house, so just go with it, okay?" Noval nodded, still feeling a bit stunned.Harry's mom looked at Noval with a critical eye, her expression

But it was the small note attached to the photo that made Jackson's blood run cold. Scrawled in red ink, the message read: "You're next."Jackson felt a wave of fear wash over him, his mind racing with questions. Who could have done this? And what did they want from him? He looked around, but the street was empty and quiet, with no sign of anyone suspicious.Shaken, Jackson carefully placed the box and its contents back in his car, deciding to call the police to report the incident. He couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched, and the message on the note had left him with a sense of unease that he couldn't ignore.Jackson's anger boiled over as he shouted, "I'm going to kill you, Harry!" He quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number, his eyes blazing with fury.As soon as his men answered, Jackson barked orders at them. "Track down Harry's number and send me his location. I want to know where he is right now."He then drove into his house to change, waiting anxiously