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I hate that I loved you!

Hell Hath No Fury Like a Woman Scorned… Rizi D'Souza, once a naive heiress, falls for the charming billionaire Zain Bennetti, only to have her life shattered by his ruthless betrayal. The son of the powerful Bennetti Conglomerate, Zain is driven by a dark desire for revenge, destroying Rizi and her family without remorse. But revenge is a dish best served cold. As Rizi transforms from a fallen heiress into a skilled hacker, she plots her own retribution. On her path to vengeance, she uncovers a web of hidden schemes and truths that force her to question everything she thought she knew. Who is the real villain in this twisted game? Zain Bennetti, the infamous and powerful CEO, believes he has found satisfaction in crushing his enemies. But the void inside him grows deeper with each passing day. When the hidden truth behind his parents' death is revealed, Zain realizes he has been manipulated by those he trusted most. His world turns upside down, and he understands that he has made a grave mistake. Determined to atone for his sins, Zain embarks on a quest to find Rizi. He vows to love her, protect her, and sacrifice everything for her—even his own life. Can he win back her trust and heal the wounds he has inflicted? Join Rizi D'Souza, the fallen heiress turned hacker, and Zain Bennetti, the tormented billionaire, in a gripping tale of love, hate, and revenge. Will their journey lead to redemption, or will the darkness consume them both? If you enjoy the chapter and story, please leave a review, comment, and vote for the book. Your support will inspire me to be more creative and bring this story to life. This book is copyrighted. Copyright @2024 by Mandy_Cahayaa. All rights reserved.

Mandy_CAHAYAA · Urban
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333 Chs

Chapter 292- Explanation

The morning sun cast a golden hue over the pristine city of La Rochelle, Zain, and Rizi, accompanied by Captain Evan, Zack, Francesco, Baldie, and the rest of the group, gathered for breakfast at the hotel buffet.

The tension from the previous night's prank attack had dissipated, replaced by an air of camaraderie and anticipation for the day ahead.

As they approached the expansive buffet spread, their senses were overwhelmed by the tantalizing aroma of freshly prepared Aquitanian cuisine. Sea salt-crusted perch glistened temptingly under the warm lights, flanked by platters of hot oysters from Charente and steaming bowls of mussels which are widely popular in La Rochelle.

The centerpiece of the table was a magnificent seafood éclade, its creamy sauce bubbling invitingly as it nestled among an array of crusty bread and savory side dishes.