Vengeful Hearts Return Novel by Susan Clyde

Dylan took the documents from Richard, his hand trembling slightly as he held them.

After a long pause, Dylan finally said in a low, cold voice, “Leave!”

“Yes, sir,” Richard responded resConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Tully and left the room.

It was only after Richard had been gone for a while that Dylan finally opened the documents.

Just one glance at the photos and text made him slam them shut on the desk with a loud “bang.”

His usually dignified and handsome face was now full of pain, his eyes bloodshot, and tears continuously rolled down his cheeks. His hands trembled so much that he could barely hold the documents.

The sharp pain almost made it impossible for him to breathe.

Just one page made him feel breathless with pain, yet the woman he loved the most had.

endured three whole years of such hellish torment.

For the first time, Dylan

time could turn back, sted the bitterness of helplessness and self–reproach. If only

time could turn back, he would never have sent her into that hell.

But what could Dylan do now? How could he find his beloved woman and make her love him again?

Dylan felt like he was suffocating from the pain, his entire body trembling.

His mind was filled with the image he had just seen, a photo of her lying in a pool of blood, covered in red patches, her face a bloody mess, her eyes filled with despair.

She was in such a sorry state.

Her eyes had completely lost the will to live. She only wanted to die quickly.

Dylan couldn’t accept the image of her waiting for death.

With trembling hands, he threw the documents into a drawer and slammed it shut.

He couldn’t bear to look at them. That woman was his most cherished one, had once wanted to marry and swore to protect.

And he had lost her.

the one he

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Dylan punched the glass cabinet with all his might, his hand instantly covered with

blood.

But he seemed to feel nothing, punching again and again at the shattered glass.

Outside the study, Richard could hear the noise and Dylan’s painful, anguished cries. and suppressed sobs. He coul ly stand quietly by the door.

After a while, Dylan suddenly flung open the study door and stormed out, looking more disheveled than Richard had ever seen him.

His eyes were filled with despair, and blood dripped from his hand onto the floor.

“Mr. Dylan, where are you going?” Richard asked as Dylan walked straight outside, and he immediately followed Dylan.

It was already raining heavily outside. Richard hurried to stop Dylan.

“Mr. Dylan, where are you going? Let me take you!” Richard shouted.

Dylan, in his desperate state, pushed Richard away with a violent shove, his voice. hoarse and filled with sorrow as he glared at Richard with bloodshot eyes full of pain and despair.

“Don’t follow me. Get lost!” Dylan snapped.

Dylan released Richard and rushed into the rain.

The torrential downpour instantly drenched him, making him look even more disheveled. The rain mixed with his blood, creating red puddles on the ground.

any of it.

But Dylan didn’t care about.

A black car sped away, crashing through the rain, heading towards Greencloud Mountain.

*****

“Ms. Hernandez, we’ve arrived,” said the driver.

Audrey looked outside before getting out of the car.

This was a villa complex, though not as comfortable as the Holland family.

Since Audrey had driven the members of the Hernandez family out, they had moved

here.

Ramiro Glover, an associate at Simon’s Starglow Law Firm, accompanied her.

Ramiro walked up to ring the doorbell.

When Mary opened the door, she saw the young man outside. Before she could ask who he was, she spotted Audrey behind him and turned pale with fear, remembering the last time Audrey’s powerfu me had terrified her.

“Mary, who is it?” Rebecca’s voice came from behind.

Mary quickly regained her composure and answered shakily, “It’s… Ms. Audrey.”

Rebecca said, “What? Why is she here?”

Rebecca’s expression changed as she hurried over.

“Audrey, what are you here for?” Rebecca asked.

Rebecca’s anger flared as soon as she saw Audrey. Recently, wherever she went, she was met with ridicule from other wealthy women.

-Even those who had been friendly with her now avoided her, barely acknowledging her

greetings. Rebecca was so furious she didn’t even dare to

ro out anymore.

Audrey looked at Rebecca’s displeased face, a cold, mocking smile on her lips.

“Mrs. Hernandez, you must have forgotten. I’m here to collect a debt. You haven’t forgotten my 120 million dollars, have you? Today is the last day,” Audrey said.

“What? What last day? I don’t know whatyou’re talking about!” Rebecca’s face turned pale as she gritted her teeth at the mention of the money.

Audrey, expecting Rebecca to deny the debt, had Ramiro produce the IOU with William’s signature and fingerprint.

“Mrs. Hernandez, it’s written here, with William’s signature and fingerprint. You can’t deny it,” Audrey said.

As soon as Rebecca saw the IOU, she tried to snatch it, but Ramiro avoided her.

She bit her lip and said fiercely, “What signature and fingerprint? We don’t know if you forged it. I’m telling you, we won’t pay that money!”

Audrey narrowed her eyes, a cold, sharp smile on her lips.

“Think carefully. If you don’t pay, I can’t guarantee what will happen to the Hernandez

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family,” Audrey said:

“Stop threatening me! Don’t think that just because you’ve latched onto the Roscente.

family, you can do anything. We won’t give you the money, and I want to see what you can do to the Hernandez fan Rebecca said.

Rebecca’s usual gentle face now turned sharp and venomous.

She couldn’t stand Audrey flaunting her power in front of her.

Sarah was a hundred times better than Audrey, but since Audrey’s return, Sarah had been suppressed and humiliated.

Sarah wasn’t the only one who couldn’t swallow this bitter pill, Rebecca couldn’t either.

“Really? Then don’t come begging me later,” Audrey said with a cold smile.

“Beg you? Who do you think you are? You’re not even worthy of our glances!” Sarah came out, looking at Audrey with disdain.

Audrey gave Sarah a mocking, contemptuous look before pulling out her phone and making a call.

The phone was answered after just one ring.

“Boss,” the voice on the other end was respectful and gentle.

“Spread the word. Cut off all cooperation with the Hernandez Group. Anyone who dares to work with them will face bankruptcy Audrey said.

Her voice was cold and arrogant, but there was no hint of a joke in her demeanor.