All Chapters of Kage's Revenge: Not All Are Forgiven : Chapter 81
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81: Well, that was odd
It was fun. More fun than Kage had had in years. And all they did was eat and talk the whole time. Simple conversation, genuine laughter – things he hadn't realized he had been missing.After the meal, he drove Johanna back to her family's sprawling estate. John was there, waiting, his face a mask of something that looked like barely suppressed fury.John didn't say a word, but his rigid posture and the dark thunderclouds brewing in his eyes spoke volumes. Kage knew he might be hearing about this later. Or maybe never. He was the boss. Who would dare question him?!When they finally got back to the mansion late last night, Kage went straight to bed, a genuine smile playing on his lips. It had been the best night he had had in a very long time. ********The next morning, Saturday, Kage woke up feeling surprisingly refreshed. He went to wash up, grabbed his phone, and headed downstairs.The comforting aroma of Roseanne's cooking – a light and airy frittata filled with fresh herbs
82: Pills and Presence
"We will get back to you, Mr. Turner."The words echoed in Matt's mind, a mocking refrain that had haunted him since last Friday. He saw the same polite, yet dismissive, look in their eyes, the subtle brush-offs, it all made sense. Matt knew, with a sinking certainty, that he wouldn't be able to keep his apartment much longer. The dominoes were falling, one by one: the mortgage, the taxes, his freaking car!"Fuckkkkkkkkkk!!!" He yelled.The Monday weather was bleak and gray, mirroring the storm raging inside him. He sat in his car, parked across the street from the sterile office building he had just walked out of, the taste of rejection bitter on his tongue. It was another pharmaceutical company, far smaller and less prestigious than Allen Creed, but he had no choice. It was literally the only one that had bothered to call him back.He checked his wristwatch: 1:00 PM. He thought about going for a cup of coffee, a pathetic attempt to distract himself from what he really craved.Some p
83: Johanna-Beth Jone Forbes
Tuesday morning, 10 AM to be precise, and Clara was already slightly toasted. Curled up in her hotel room, still drinking with a pounding head, she stubbornly ignored the insistent blare of her school alarms.They can wait. They should.She had set them as a last-ditch effort to force herself to work on an assignment before the looming deadline. Tomorrow was Thanksgiving, and the cool November breeze outside was already stirring up memories of things she missed, things she felt she would never have.Last Thanksgiving had been a stark affair. She had called her mom for a brief, stilted conversation. Kage, her ex-husband, had given her access to his debit card with no questions asked, and she remembered spending like a reckless fool, trying to fill her soul. If only she knew it was her body's way of tell her that Matt would not be able to fill her up.Buzz.Buzz."Shut up!" she whined, throwing a pillow at her phone as the alarm rang again.She should probably just accept that she
84: How useless men behave
Clara drifted in and out of consciousness for the better part of Tuesday and Wednesday. While she could recall fragmented images and moments from those days, the prevailing feeling was one of relief to be back in the relative safety of her apartment.A win, right?Two days until December. As November drew to a close, a familiar sense of dread began to creep in. She impulsively checked her bank account, only to discover that she had spent an additional $2,500 from her credit card yesterday. What the heck had she even bought?!Her head throbbed with a lingering hangover, so she decided to make coffee."Fuckkkkkk!" she screamed, realizing that the coffee pot was empty.A slow, deliberate clapping sound echoed through the apartment."Good," a voice drawled.Clara whirled around to see Matt standing in the doorway. Unable to mask her disgust, she crossed her arms tightly over her chest. She shivered in her skimpy outfit, but stubbornly refused to acknowledge the cold, even though she
85: Violence and control
Meanwhile, earlier that same day, Kage was consumed by the usual fit at work.It was almost noon, and he had already completed a scheduled surgery. As he walked from the ICU to check on a patient, he noticed a nurse, Matilda, walking with another female nurse by her side. Her head was bowed low, so he didn't notice anything at first, until he spotted the droplets of blood on the floor.What the....He called her back, hesitating, trying not to sound too authoritative. "Let me see your face, Nurse," he requested gently.He was taken aback. Her face was swollen, her eyes bloodshot, and her nose appeared broken or badly bruised. Blood trickled from her nose down her lips and onto her chest. Not good."It's okay. I was going to get it checked now," Matilda mumbled, avoiding his gaze.Kage was astonished. She clearly had a severely bruised face, yet she was saying she was fine? The patient he was on his way to check on was stable anyway, practically ready for discharge. He decided to check
86: Committee meeting
Finally, Friday arrived. Dressed in a meticulously tailored navy blue tuxedo, Kage prepared for the Orphanage meeting. The weight of the occasion settled on his shoulders as he adjusted his tie, the silk cool against his skin.Good impression matter. Kage thought.As usual, John was dressed in his signature black shirt, spotless white undershirt, and impeccably shined black shoes. Kage chuckled softly at his unwavering style, joking that John looked the same every day, like a character pulled straight from a classic film.John chuckled in response, a deep, rumbling sound. "Black helps me not look like a goofy giant, Sir."As they drove towards Richard Ho's orphanage, Kage noticed something different about John. From the back seat, he observed John's neck. He wasn't wearing a tie, and he hadn't attempted to conceal the jagged scar that marred his throat. He simply seemed...okay with showing it.That was progress.A genuine smile tugged at the corner of Kage's lips. He felt an immen
87: Judy line
The weekend unfolded with a deceptive air of normalcy, a carefully constructed façade that barely concealed the turmoil beneath.Kage had met with Alfie, laying out the details of his encounter with Richard Ho and the orphanage committee. The donation had been made, the wheels set in motion for the sports court to be built by Monday. Yet, a gnawing sense of unease persisted, a feeling that something wasn't quite right.He simmered with frustration, the slow pace of progress grating on his nerves. But he knew he couldn't afford to rush things. Patience, a virtue he rarely possessed, was now his most valuable weapon.Damn it, he thought, the memory of the drugged and starving children searing itself into his mind. He couldn't shake the image of their hollow eyes, their frail bodies, their desperate cries for help. The thought of them being intentionally deprived, their innocence stolen, fueled a burning rage within him.Reporting the abuse seemed the obvious solution, but the fear of fa
88: The great fall
Clara hesitated, a wave of embarrassment washing over her. She had forced herself to return to the very hospital where she had been so thoroughly humiliated.He didn't just discharge her like she was nothing!!As she watched the elevator doors close, swallowing Kage whole, a chilling sense of regret washed over her. She knew it – the crash was coming, maybe soon, maybe tomorrow.Soon, the emails would arrive, demanding payment for her rent, her electricity ,gas, wifi, and other stuff. And for her extravagant lifestyle, Her credit card bank would be hounding her for the thousands she had recklessly charged during her trip. 'Why me?' Clara thought.Before, $40,000 wouldn't have seemed like a lot, but now, she was drowning in debt. She doesn't even want to talk about school. If she could pay for her next semester, she would be done with when PhD but her results weren't even great and quitting again?! She did that before. Didn't take.With Kage, she wouldn't have to worry about any of t
Chapter 89: 5 stars of baiting
Was it deliberate? Yes.Did he like it? Absolutely. Kage thrived on it.Tuesday evening, after work, Kage decided to squeeze in an hour with Matt. Just one hour, nothing more. He was supposed to see Johanna, but something "came up."It was so funny how she called him first thing that morning, practically tripping over her words as she explained. Poor, sweet girl. She was so considerate, Kage doesn't know how to feel about it.Was she the right one? Was his feelings real? What about her feels, was she playing him?! But he was patient.Kage found himself unusually patient with her. He had a feeling he would always be patient with Johanna.Moreover, Alfie hadn't come up with any concrete evidence about the accident—his accident. It was as if Matt had become a master of concealing the truth. Deep down, Kage suspected it wasn't a one-man job, but he couldn't make assumptions. Besides, it had been almost three weeks, and the forensic investigation was still ongoing.He had hopes.As John dr
Chapter 90: Do the Maths
Kage took a slow, deliberate sip of his champagne, savoring the last drop as he looked back at Matt. He could practically see the anger seething beneath the surface, struggling to break free.As Kage subtly adjusted in his seat, he caught the eye of the server and gave a discreet nod. The server approached with the bill, presenting it to Kage alone. Good.What was perfect was that the bills were separated.With a flourish, Kage produced his black card, making sure Matt had a clear view of it, and casually swiped it to pay his bill. Matt sat across from him, practically vibrating with suppressed rage at what Kage had just revealed.Was he just showing off because of him? Matt thought."Uhmmm, what...what did she say? Clara, what did she say?" Matt stammered, his voice barely a whisper, as he watched Kage nonchalantly put the black card back into his pocket.A downward smile played on Kage's lips, and he shrugged, feigning indifference. "Nothing much." He shook his head, as if dismis