The Billionaire's Lady Revenger

9 - I Care About You, Amanda

Amanda

Gabriel apologized to me after I told him I was a virgin. I was quite happy because I still had the game in my possession.

Intentionally, I screamed till he got out of the bathroom then I had my bath and made sure I dressed before I left the room.

Gabriella was seated in the living room. With a smile on her face, she approached me quickly.

"Did you enjoy last night?" She asked. At that question, I racked my brain and connected the incidents of the night before to the present time. I understood she added something to Gabriel's drink.

Anastasia served me breakfast and Gabriella talked non-stop. I nearly grew tired of her talking when nature started calling her. She excused herself and I beamed.

In the lavishly furnished living room, I tapped my feet impatiently on the tiled floor waiting for Gabriel to descend the stairs. He had been upstairs since the bathroom incident but the past remains the past. I need to settle a new score with him.

Speak of the devil and he arrived. Gabriel Slade carefully made his way down the stairs. He was dressed in a light purple suit with a bow tie.

"What next?" Gabriel questioned as soon as he stood before me. "Where are you going dressed like a businesswoman?" He also feigned ignorance of the incident earlier. It felt it was better since we both decided not to speak about it.

"Where do you think I would be heading? J&J Haven, of course." I answered, unconcerned as I headed towards the door.

"What is your motive?" He asked, following closely behind.

"Can't you see? Grandmother prepared this cloth for me. Haven't you heard of the saying, 'Behind a successful man there's always a woman?" I replied as I opened the car's door. Ethan already left for home yesterday so we were both alone.

"How do exacting revenge and J&J Haven correlate?" Gabriel asked but I wasn't ready to answer any of them.

"Will you say something?" Gabriel bellowed after I ignored him.

"My motive is far bigger than you know so I have nothing to tell you. And let me warn you, don't stop me in my tracks. Maintain your lane while I maintain mine." I was slightly annoyed with his persistence.

"What do you want to do?" He said, relaxed for a moment.

"What I wish to do is none of your business and what I want to achieve is something you shouldn't think of knowing. I just need to be in your shade for it to happen. I promise I won't drag you down. Unexpectedly, if your name gets dragged through the mud, well congratulations then."

We both sat in silence till he extended his arm to open the car's safe underneath the dashboard on my side. I looked away, relieving my eyes from the stress.

"Amanda," he called out gently. I turned sharply towards him. He stretched a blue file towards me. "Take. It will be useful to you."

"What's that? I don't need it. I can do it all by myself." I stood on my ground.

"Just have it," he urged and placed the file on my lap before he ignited the car's engine and zoomed off.

As we drove past the bungalows, skyscrapers, people, and cars on our way to work, I couldn't stop but wondered what Gabriel gave to me in the file.

With shaky fingers, I opened it. My eyes nearly popped out as I stared at the content of the document. "This... this isn't possible." I quaked.

"It is possible. Though you tell me nothing about what you plan to do, I do care about you, Amanda." Gabriel said, confidently.

My eyes blinked severally as I locked them on him. "Don't stare at me. I just said what I felt towards you. You are already stone-hearted anyway."

"Me?" I questioned like I wasn't close to what he described me to be.

The car came to a halt suddenly and I nearly bumped my head on the dashboard.

Swiftly, Gabriel faced me and uttered, "I don't know what happened in the past few months but trust me, I looked for you. Hospitals, railway stations, everywhere, I couldn't just find you. I was worried after you left that morning thinking I lost you."

"Really? Then how come you didn't find me?" I asked. I might not believe him for most of what he just said but one thing was true. I wasn't in this world.

Is it to talk of losing my best friend, Sophia?

Sophia came to my rescue. I did not know how she knew I was at the warehouse cause I never told her I went to my father's house.

Before the warehouse got burnt down, Sophia emerged from the entrance screaming for help but no one heard her. She assisted by dragging me towards the door while I struggled to stand.

We nearly got out of the warehouse when big irons fell and blocked the door. Without thinking further, Sophia looked around and joined some rope together.

Using the rope, we got to the rooftop but only I made it out. Sophia had accidentally stepped on a nail and fell off the slate ceiling despite my tight grip on her. I remembered she had my bangle in her right hand while she fell into the burning flame.

Broken, I also staggered and fell backward into the river. I thought that was the end until two weeks ago when I woke up from a coma.

I heard Gabriel was getting married to Ava but I had to come back to stop the wedding and initiate the first plan of my revenge plot. Claiming to be married to Gabriel is just a strategy just like Ava had said — Betraying or defeating an enemy is called a strategy.

Once Kael delivers what I told him to, the end of my step rivals will officially begin.

"What are you thinking of?" Gabriel inquired, slowly wiping the drops of tears on my face. "It's okay."

A shattering sound of the glass on Gabriel's side brought me to my senses. My heart pounded heavily when a masked figure pointed a pistol at me.

I debated whether the man was sent to end my life or collect the property transfer papers Gabriel had just given me.

Gabriel dipped his fingers into the eyes of the figure and snatched the gun from him. He left the gun in the car and followed the masked figure in a hot chase. He caught the figure and tried to remove the mask.

"Gabriel!" I screamed immediately as the figure pierced a knife into the left area of Gabriel's chest.

I got down from the car and rushed to Gabriel who moaned following a stab wound.

A Limousine stopped suddenly. I gazed up to see if it came to my rescue. The backseat window slid down and a man winked at me.

He had a sharp jaw speckled with stubble, a strong nose, pink lips, and sinfully handsomely, no doubt a gorgeous man.

I recognized who he was and muttered, "Richard Saint-Clair."