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Chapter 8: The Past

Angelic Emperial reclined in her business class seat, her thoughts drifting as the plane soared through the sky, heading back to the United States.

The takeover of Reyes Architectural Solutions had been swift and merciless, and now she was ready to return to her life in the United States.

But as the plane leveled out, she noticed a family boarding—mother, father, and two children, all smiles and laughter.

The sight stirred something deep within her, a painful reminder of what she had once hoped for with Marcelino.

Her mind involuntarily replayed the memories of that night, the night that shattered her trust and love.

The image of the woman’s head bobbing up and down between Marcelino’s legs, his moans filling the room, was etched into her memory.

Her fist clenched involuntarily at the betrayal, her nails digging into her palm as she forced herself to remain calm.

With a deep breath, Angelic pushed the memories aside. This was not the time or place to dwell on the past.

She had her children to think about, and her future. The plane landed smoothly, and Angelic disembarked, her mind already on her next move.

As she walked into her home in the United States, she was greeted by the joyous cries of her twins, Monic and George.

Their faces lit up with excitement as they ran to hug her.

Angelic’s heart swelled with love, and she knelt to embrace them, savoring the warmth and innocence of their affection.

"Mommy, we missed you!" Monic exclaimed, her eyes shining.

"I missed you too, my darlings," Angelic replied, her voice tender.

George looked up at her with wide eyes. "Did you bring us something, Mommy?"

Angelic smiled and reached into her bag, pulling out two beautifully wrapped packages. "Of course, I did. But first, I have some important news.

We’re going on an adventure."

The children’s eyes grew even wider. "An adventure?" they echoed in unison.

"Yes," Angelic said, standing up. "We’re going to Klympog, my home country. We’ll be staying in a beautiful mansion, and I want you to see where I grew up."

The children were ecstatic, their excitement palpable. Angelic’s heart warmed at their enthusiasm, but a part of her was anxious.

Klympog held many memories, both good and bad. She hoped this new chapter would help her heal and create a better future for her children.

The journey to Klympog was long but filled with anticipation. As they approached the high-tech mansion she had purchased, Angelic’s heart swelled with pride.

The mansion was a fortress, equipped with the latest security technology.

Bulletproof windows, reinforced walls, and a sophisticated surveillance system ensured their safety.

"Welcome home," Angelic said to her children as they stepped out of the car.

Monic and George looked around in awe. "It’s so big!" Monic exclaimed.

"And cool!" George added, his eyes wide with wonder.

Angelic led them inside, showing them their new rooms and the various features of the mansion.

The children were delighted, running around and exploring their new home. Angelic watched them with a sense of fulfillment.

She had built this life for them, and she would protect it fiercely.

As night fell, Angelic stood by the window, looking out over the sprawling estate.

The moonlight cast a serene glow, but her mind was anything but peaceful.

The shadows of the past lurked in the corners of her mind, a constant reminder of the pain and betrayal she had endured.

Her phone buzzed, jolting her from her thoughts. It was a message from one of her associates, informing her of the latest developments in the architectural world.

Angelic sighed, her mind already shifting to work. There was much to do, and she couldn’t afford to let her emotions get in the way.

The next morning, Angelic began her day with a meeting in her private office.

She had assembled a team of the best minds in architecture and technology, and they were working on ground-breaking projects that would solidify her dominance in the industry.

As the meeting progressed, her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden realization.

Despite her success and the empire she had built, there was a void in her heart.

The memories of her father’s betrayal and Marcelino’s infidelity still haunted her, and she knew she couldn’t fully move forward until she confronted them.

Later that day, Angelic decided to visit the remains of her father’s company.

Reyes Architectural Solutions was a shell of its former self, struggling to stay afloat. She entered the building with a sense of purpose, determined to see the extent of the damage.

Arthur Reyes was in his office, looking over the latest financial reports with a defeated expression.

He looked up as Angelic entered, his eyes filled with a mix of anger and sorrow.

"What do you want, Mariam, oh, Angelic?" he spat, unable to hide his bitterness.

Angelic’s gaze was cold and unyielding. "I came to see the ruins of what you once called your legacy. How does it feel to see everything you built crumble to dust?"

Arthur’s face turned red with fury. "You did this. You destroyed everything!"

"I only accelerated the inevitable," Angelic retorted. "Your incompetence and arrogance were the true causes of this downfall."

Arthur stood up, his fists clenched. "I’m still your father, Mariam!"

Angelic’s laughter was cold and mocking. "Father? When was that, exactly? When you threw me out like trash? When you tried to force me to abort my children?"

She walked closer, her eyes burning with intensity. "Call me Mariam again, and you’ll regret it. I am Madame Angelic Emperial now."

Arthur’s anger gave way to a desperate plea. "Please, Angelic. Let me fix this. Give me a chance."

Angelic shook her head, her expression hardening.

"It’s too late for that. You will step down, and I will take over. Reyes Architectural Solutions will be mine, and you will have nothing."

Arthur’s shoulders slumped in defeat. "Fine. Do what you have to do."

As Angelic left the office, she felt a hollow victory. She had achieved her goal, but the satisfaction was fleeting.

The pain and betrayal still lingered, and she knew she had a long way to go before she could truly heal.

Back at the mansion, Angelic found solace in the laughter of her children. Monic and George were her anchor, the reason she fought so hard.

She vowed to protect them and give them the future they deserved.

Days turned into weeks, and Angelic continued to build her empire.

She poured her energy into her work, using her intelligence and determination to overcome every obstacle.

The mansion became a symbol of her strength and resilience, a fortress against the world.

But no matter how much success she achieved, the shadows of the past never fully disappeared.

The memories of her father’s betrayal and Marcelino’s infidelity haunted her, a constant reminder of the pain she had endured.

One evening, as she stood on the balcony overlooking the estate, Angelic’s thoughts turned to Marcelino.

She wondered where he was, what he was doing. Did he ever think of her? Did he regret his actions?

The questions gnawed at her, but she pushed them aside. She couldn’t afford to dwell on the past. She had her children to think about, and her future to build.

As the sun set, casting a warm glow over the estate, Angelic made a vow to herself.

She would rise above the pain and betrayal. She would build an empire that would stand the test of time. And she would protect her children with everything she had.

Angelic Emperial’s story was far from over. It was a tale of resilience, strength, and the unbreakable bond between a mother and her children.

She had conquered her past, but the future held new opportunities and challenges. Ready to face whatever came next, knowing that she was unstoppable

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