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Avenging Angels

{Blurb} I would have to grovel to this family as long as they don't fire me. I would continue to suck up to them until I achieve my ultimate goal.  The destruction of the Bladderworts.  I would hide behind a mask of kind smiles, innocent looks, and vulnerability. I would use that mask to destroy each and every one of you who took away my childhood from me.  Your end is coming soon, Bladderworts.  You better watch your back.  I smirked and took a sip from the coffee as I took in a breath of the morning breeze.  ********************************** The warm smiles that were spilled on their faces will serve like masquerade disguise as they'll shake up the whole Bladderwort family.  The peace that once reigned within those cruelty shrieking castle walls was going to be cut bit by bit. Only one mission _ drag them back on the ground by destroying them. The Thornes had every reason to harbor terrifying hatred for the Bladderwort. The three girls were going to go through hell back and forth to acquire justice even if it requires committing every kind of sly sin. The Thorne sisters were going to take, break, destroy every single thing the Bladderwort worked for,  Watch as they wear a mask and plaster thick fabricated smiles on their faces and step into the lion's den bravely. Revenge like you've never seen it before. #Edited by @Aysel_Inara

QueenRani6 · Realistisch
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[CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED TWENTY]

Previously on Avenging Angels

Rose manages to get Christian out of Francesca's sight and she is relieved. On their way to the cafe, Rose feels guilty towards Francesca.

ONE HUNDRED TWENTY

"Um, Rose, are you sure this is the right place because it seems sort of deserted?" Francesca asked.

"Uh... I'm sure it is the cafe. Why don't we go in first?" I suggested.

"Okay," she shrugged as she looked around the place.

We walked down the lane and reached the cafe. Francesca pushed the door open and as soon as she stepped in, the lights were turned on.

Francesca let out a gasp as she saw what was inside the cafe.

When I stepped in, I couldn't help but say.

Oh, God! Holy Moly Spirit of God.

The entrance to the cafe was bathed with petals of roses and it led to a heart-shaped candle-lit decorated floor in which a table for two was placed in the center.