Chapter 198
Chapter 198:
Roberto’s patience snapped under the weight of their complaints and the mounting crises. Overwhelmed, he yelled, “Enough! You’re giving me a headache!” Then abruptly left with his secretary, determined to call an emergency board meeting to devise a strategy.
Just after Roberto left, a knock at the hospital room door momentarily diverted Jovie’s and Harlan’s attention.
To their astonishment, Thiago stood at the doorway, calm and composed.
Harlan’s fury ignited instantly; he nearly leapt from his hospital bed shouting, “How dare you come here p>
Jovie rushed to the door, hand raised to strike.
In a swift move, Thiago grasped her wrist and with force sent her tumbling to the floor. He asked coolly, “Are you enjoying the present I’ve delivered p>
Jovie hit the floor hard, her wrist reddening painfully. She looked up fiercely at the arrogant Thiago. “What joy do you find in destroying the Moreno family?” she demanded.
Thiago leaned casually against the doorway, a satisfied grin on his face as he watched the Moreno family unravel, savoring their distress and the impending loss of their empire.
He said, “Joy? I gain nothing from your prosperity. Your misery, however, truly brings me joy. But brace yourselves; this is only the beginning. I have far greater shocks in store for you.” With a scornful laugh, he turned to leave.
Weakened by anesthesia and confined to his bed, Harlan seized his phone in a fit of anger and hurled it at Thiago. It missed, barely grazing Thiago’s coat.
Jovie chased after Thiago, demanding, “What is it that you want p>
𝗢𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺: 𝗀Ɐ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗍𝖊𝗅𝘀﹒ⅽ𝗈𝗺
Thiago’s eyes hardened. He knew that the woman before him had orchestrated his mother’s death, and his resentment ran deep.
He said coldly, “My mother’s death demands vengeance, Jovie. Whatever you inflicted upon her, expect to suffer tenfold in return. Just wait—you will feel every bit of it p>
A mix of scorn and madness played across Jovie’s face as she sneered dismissively at Thiago. Recalling her past dealings with Mollie Moreno and Thiago, she still reveled in those memories.
She said, “You and your mother were the architects of your own downfall. How many times did I confess my love for your father to her? I pleaded repeatedly for her to step aside, yet she stubbornly refused. She brought everything upon herself p>
Enraged, Thiago struck Jovie with a forceful slap, feeling the sting on his palm. “You vile woman! My mother was your sister! How could you be so cruel to her?” he demanded.
The slap left Jovie’s cheek burning and her teeth rattling, yet she returned Thiago’s gaze with fierce defiance. “Sister? She was merely a child from her mother’s first marriage, not related to me by blood. She was an unwanted stepchild. She didn’t deserve to marry your father. She was unattractive, temperamental, and utterly worthless! And me? I was always the more beautiful, the more talented one, groomed by my family. I deserve to be with your father, not her p>