Billionaire’s Lost Angel

Lotus Kent paced back and forth in her luxurious penthouse, her mind ablaze with a burning rage that threatened to consume her. She was ready to make the whole world pay for the pain they had caused her, for the countless sleepless nights spent plotting her revenge.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

After years of being used like a pawn and a chest in some people’s game, she was ready to serve them revenge in a very cold dish. All her life she had always wanted to be at the top with her children and the man that she loved dearly but it turned out that Peter did not have the same vision as she had.

Even with her fake identity as Linda, Peter still does not have an ounce of care or remorse and is still following Sheila around him every time. She was supposed to be enraged and angry at his obvious betrayal but there was nothing she could do because now she was willing herself to kill the little love she had for him.

But another nagging question has been on her mind, why did he come to New York? Could it be that they had gotten a piece of information telling them that she was in New York and came to find her? The possibility in that statement was not even to be reckoned with. He had made it clear to her back then that he wanted nothing to do with her knowing her children and he never loved her she was just a tool used by him to make his plants grow well.

Lotus sighed, even though she kept reminding herself about the things he had done she could not forget the love we shared and the obvious attraction that he had for him that had not died till now. Everything in her body and everything in her heart still long and yearned for him. She was quite happy that they broke contact due to Sheila’s arrogance and rudeness. Coming to Sheila Lotus did not know what to do with her or how to take revenge on her. Lotus saw her as a childish person who wanted something that was out of her reach no matter how much she tried is just ended up in pain and disaster.

Pain and disaster were the only thing Sheila left in her wake. Lotus knows that it won’t take long for karma to catch up with her and she hopes she was really dealt with.

With a hardened determination in her eyes, she picked up her phone and dialed her company, making a swift and calculated decision.

“Hello? This is Lotus Kent. I want you to move our entire operation to New York. We need to make a statement, the world needs to know that I am back,” she declared, her voice firm and commanding.

Her employees, startled by her sudden demand, scrambled to fulfill her orders. Lotus had built the largest building in New York, a testament to her power and wealth. And now, she planned to leave her mark on the city in an even more profound way.

As her company prepared to make the move, Lotus decided to provoke the world further. She published a scathing blog post under an anonymous account, announcing her return and vowing to exact her revenge upon those who had wronged her. The news spread like wildfire, catching the attention of media outlets around the globe. The name Lotus Kent once again became a topic of whispered conversations and anxious speculation.

But Lotus was only just getting started.

On the morning after her explosive blog post, Lotus received a call that sent shivers down her spine. Sheila was dead. Despite her disdain for Sheila, the news surprised her. Lotus was intrigued, determined to uncover the truth behind her sudden demise. The thought of death made Lotus stone cold and she felt a sudden wave of panic rush over her. Something must definitely be wrong, Sheila wasn’t the type to fall into any trouble but now she spoke numbers. She wondered why she had not seen the headlines earlier.

But a tiny voice in my head which part that she still had a chance with Peter now that her formidable opponent was down, the boss’s latest status of replying that she never wanted to get back with Peter again and she hoped that she remained on that track.

With a newfound sense of purpose, Lotus drove to the hospital where Sheila’s body lay, hidden away from prying eyes. She discreetly made her way inside, her steps light and deliberate. It was time for Sarah to emerge from the shadows.

Sarah was awaiting her in the dimly lit room. Sarah had been by Lotus’s side throughout her journey of self-discovery and revenge, offering unwavering support and guidance. Together, they had hatched a plan that would turn the tables on those who had wronged Lotus.

“Lotus, you’re finally here. I’ve missed you,” Sarah whispered, her voice laced with relief.

“I’ve missed you too, Sarah. It’s time to bring our plan into action. Sheila’s death is just the beginning,” Lotus replied, her voice tinged with determination.

As they made their way out of the hospital, Lotus couldn’t help but study the crowd outside. It was a sea of faces, each one oblivious to the darkness lurking beneath the surface. She was determined to expose the truth, to reveal the lies that had plagued her life for far too long.

The journey to Lotus’s grand mansion was a silent one, the weight of anticipation hanging heavy in the air. They arrived at the sprawling estate, its opulence a stark contrast to the secrets it held within. Lotus led Sarah through the ornate double doors, into a world they had carefully crafted.

In the grand foyer, Lotus turned to face Sarah. “It’s time to show them what we’re capable of, Sarah. Let the games begin.”

The words hung in the air, each syllable pregnant with promise. Lotus Kent was back, and she was ready to make the world pay.