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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
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Chapter 311- Mr.Lucas's explanation

After changing her clothes, Rizi along with Jason and Sara decided to check up on everyone starting from her mother.

As Rizi and her friends stepped into her mother's private ward, a somber atmosphere enveloped the room, thick with the scent of antiseptic and the quiet sounds of medical equipment. Her mother, Ara Cruz lay on the hospital bed, her figure still and fragile beneath the crisp white sheets. Bandages wrapped around her head and legs with abusive marks on her face, evidence of the injuries she had sustained.

Mr. Lucas sat beside Ara, his usually imposing figure softened by sorrow. His shoulders drooped with the weight of his grief, and his weathered hands trembled as he reached out to gently brush a strand of hair from Ara's face. His only precious daughter. His eyes, usually sharp and commanding, were now filled with a pang of deep sadness, embarrassment, and regrets as he watched over his injured daughter.