Vengeful Hearts Return Novel by Susan Clyde

Audrey had left the hospital when a call came in.

“I heard someone wants to surpass a genius designer like you.” A chuckle came from the other end of the phone, laughing at Audrey.

Audrey raised her eyebrows and said nonchalantly, “That’s right.

“Are you coming to Wellington’s international fashion show at the beginning of next month?” Levi Nash asked.

“I can’t confirm now,” Audrey said lightly.

“Come. I’ll give you a big gift too. This year’s show will be held at Chritonia,” Levi said.

Audrey replied indifferently, “I’ll have to check my schedule.” Then, she hung up.

On the other end of the phone, Levi, who was at Wellington headquarters, smiled and called his assistant over. “Send an invitation to that woman called Megan.”

*****

After Audrey returned home, she video–called overseas.

On the other end, the video call was picked up and a sly and frivolous voice sounded. “Why? Do you miss me?”

Paxton looked at Audrey indifferently. His gaze appeared flirtatious. It was hidden behind the glasses, hiding its sharpness, and had a hint of coldness. His thin lips curled up slightly. His voice was light, sly, and indifferent. He appeared to be amorous but was the most heartless.

At this moment, Paxton looked at Audrey, seeming wanton and unrestrained.

“Send me the information on the Nightshade Alliance.” Audrey glanced at the charming Paxton on the other end of the video.

“I don’t have any.” When Paxton wasn’t smiling, he looked cold and indifferent. His eyes were slightly narrowed.

Audrey frowned slightly.

“Many people want to investigate them but unfortunately, no one can. Why? Did the Nightshade Alliance attack you again?” Paxton asked calmly.

Audrey frowned and responded, “Yup.”

Suddenly, Paxton asked, “When are you coming back? Once your identity is exposed, it’s too dangerous for you to be there alone.”

“I have to wait for Brian to recover,” Audrey replied.

“I’ll get The Prince to protect you and Brian first,” Paxton said worriedly after some thought.

“No need for now. I’ll let you know if I need anything,” Audrey said.

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In the Clifford family’s mansion, because of the party, Megan was furious. She did not go out for a few days, afraid she would be mocked the moment she went out.

Then, today, a servant from the Clifford family came in with an invitation.

Megan glanced at the invitation and her eyes lit up. It was an invitation to Wellington’s international fashion show.

Moreover, this year’s Wellington fashion show would be held at Chritonia. When she received this good news, Megan’s gloomy mood was finally swept away. Thinking of the praises for Audrey on the Internet, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

Megan took out her phone and took a photo of the invitation. She added a comment before publishing it on her social media account. [Thanks for your invitation, Wellington.] There was even a red heart emoji at the end.

As soon as Megan posted this message, many people left comments.

Someone said: [Wow. Megan is one step closer to being the chief designer of Wellington. Yay. It’s an invitation from Wellington. I heard that this invitation is very difficult to get. The threshold is very high.]

Another remarked: [So what if the threshold is very high? Megan is a genius designer. In the future, she will be even more outstanding than Amber. How can Wellington not send her an invitation?]

A third added: [She has already received the invitation to the Wellington show. Does this mean that she is going to work at Wellington? Oh my god. I’m so envious.]

Megan looked at the comments online and her mood improved. After thinking about it, she found a phone number and dialed it. “It’s me. Help me do something.”

Dylan had been staying in the ward of Northville Hospital for the last few days. From time to time, he would look at the door. Every time he saw Richard opening the door, his dark eyes would fill with disappointment.

Now, a light flashed in Dylan’s eyes. “How did it go?”

“She refuses to talk.” Richard then reported all of Sarah’s reactions.

Dylan frowned. His expression turned cold. He pursed his thin lips and ordered icily, “Look into it. Find out who else is behind Sarah. Follow Rebecca’s disappearance and also check out William.”

Dylan could not think of anyone who could make Sarah stay in prison and endure the torture. There was also Rebecca’s disappearance.

Richard replied respectfully, “Also, Mrs. Clifford has been causing trouble at the family residence for the past two days. She has already called a few times.”

“Let her stay in the family residence. Don’t let her leave.” Dylan’s expression was slightly cold. His eyes flashed sharply

A sound suddenly came from outside the ward. Dylan’s eyes flickered and he immediately looked toward the door. His dark eyes lit with hope.

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“I’ll open the door.” Richard instinctively turned and opened the door.

The door of the ward opened and an elegant middle–aged man stood outside.

Richard was slightly stunned. He did not expect the person outside the door to be Mike. He hurriedly greeted, “Mr. Mike

“Hi.” Mike nodded and looked into the ward.

Richard hurriedly stepped aside to let Mike in.

Dylan naturally saw Mike too. The light in his eyes faded again, and then he chuckled at himself.

“How are you? Are you alright?” Mike walked in and looked at Dylan with refinement and gentleness.

Dylan glanced at Mike and said calmly, “I’m okay.” He did not expect Mike to visit him after being away for so many years. Mike sighed and went to pat his son’s shoulder. “It’s good that you’re fine. I just found out about those things and rushed back.”

As Mike spoke, his face was filled with self–blame and guilt. “I’ve let you down all these years. I didn’t expect your mother to become worse all these years. She just can’t let go.” Mike sighed.

Dylan’s expression was still indifferent with a hint of coldness. His dark and cold eyes swept over Mike. “If not for that, why else wouldn’t you return to that house for so many years?”

me, and I Hearing Dylan’s words, Mike’s expression became even more guilty. He sighed. “Dylan, your mother doesn’t love don’t love her either. She only chose to marry me because she couldn’t have the one she loved. Although I don’t love her, I’ve given her all the respect and status a family matriarch should have. It’s just that her personality…”

As Mike spoke, he could not help but smile bitterly. “Now that the Clifford family is in your hands, I’m relieved. Since you’re fine, I’ll go back. You don’t have to tell your mother about my visit.”

After Mike left, the ward was very quiet. Dylan leaned against the wall, his head raised slightly. He closed his eyes and smiled mockingly.

Dylan had never hoped for kinship. The only warmth he had was probably his baby, Audrey. However, even she didn’t want him anymore.