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Gorgeous revenge

MATURE CONTENT: i fell in love with the tycoon son. But after I found out the evil deeds he and his family has done to my family and other family. I decided to quit the relationship. Then the tycoon son raped me. And I had my son. I went to the family to report the issue and let them give my son the right he deserves. They rejected him. And even tried to have him killed. After the bad things they did to my family and me. It's now my turn for pay back. Luckily i have got my trump card. Their second son. Who is adopted. It's now my turn to play the games. And i know this game and how its played. 'Son it's now your turn'

Clyenemo · Urban
Not enough ratings
60 Chs

What do you know 1

Hannah looked around the lobby. And yet she did not see him. She had been searching for hours.

'Aurtur never said he was going to stay all night'. Hannah thought. She had gone to all the activities Aurtur planned for but she didn't see him. 'Where did you go now'. Hannah said as she ran out of the hotel. It was late in the night. Hannah moved like a mother searching for her missing son. Hannah sighed as she saw a woman coming towards the hotel. She quickly ran up to her.

'Ma, have you seen this guy any where'. Hannah asked showing Aurtur's picture.

'He looks to be sticky rich. Am sure he must have been kidnapped by the kidnappers that surrounds this hotel everyday '. The lady said shaking her head.

'I never told you to tell me if he is kidnapped. I only asked if you've seen him.'.

'Sorry,I was just helping'. The woman said hissing. 'So rude'.

Hannah starred at her and left. 'What an annoying woman'. Hannah paused and held her waist. 'What if she was saying the truth and Aurtur was indeed kidnapped'. Hannah shook her head to disagree with her thoughts. As she ran towards the bar. 'I hope you're, Aurtur '.

Immediately Hannah got in, her body tensed up. Her expectations heightened. She looked around the bar but could not find him. She went to the waiter.

'Sir, have you see...'. Her words were cut short by the man who stepped into the bar. It was ken.

'No need sir, excuse me'. He was wearing a blue pant and a white shirt. His chest was a bit bare. With 4 buttons left loose. He looked around and went to sit in the far corner of the bar. Hannah smiled and walked up to him.

When she got to him, she tapped him on his back.

The man turned and was suprised to see her. Why was like a ghost coming to hunt haunt him when he was trying to free his head from her thoughts.

'Eehhee'. Ken cleared his thought and continued. 'What are you doing here'. Ken said adjusting himself. 'You should be with your husband'. Hannah smiled and sat beside him.

'I was with him a while ago. I thought of taking a fresh air. Your brother is really a beast'. Hannah smiled taunting him.

'Well do youn expect am definitely must have been a virgin before his marriage. He has always been a focus guy. Fighting for his academics and the company. He had only a few girls then and am not sure he had anything too serious that will lead them to bed'. Ken said trying sipping his drink.

'Yes he was a virgin. My luck'. Hannah said smiling brightly. Ken starred intensely at the table before sipping his drink again.

'What about your wife. She must be looking for you as well'. Hannah looking at him pretending to show concern.

'She is. I left. I wanted to clear my head but since you are here I can't '. Ken replied.

'Well, I can leave'. Hannah said standing up.

'No need, you are already here. And secondly I want to talk to you'. Ken said .

'Sure'. Hannah said sitting down on her sit. She smiled as she starred at him closely. 'Who knows what this imbecile is going to ask'. Hannah sighed.

'So, what did you want to ask'.

Ken looked at him and cleared his throat. He looked at her eyes but she didn't give anything out. He sighed.

'Hannah Royal, what is the truth you eligible claimed to know about my mother'. He said looking at her. He looked at her, surely she will give something out but nothing came from it. When she was not answering. Ken looked at her deeper this time.

'What do you say you know about my mother. Hannah Royal '.