He Killed My Three Babies , So I Destroyed Him at His Own Gala — Novel

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In a world where power and revenge intertwine, one woman's heart bears the scars of unimaginable loss. After the tragic death of her three babies, she finds herself drawn into a web of deceit spun by the man she once trusted. At his lavish gala, beneath the glimmering chandeliers and hollow laughter, she plots her retribution. But how far is she willing to go to reclaim her sense of justice?

Amidst the glittering facade of high society, secrets lie buried deep. Friends become foes, and the line between morality and vengeance blurs. As she navigates this treacherous landscape, each encounter brings her closer to a reckoning—both for herself and for the man who shattered her world. Will she find the strength to confront her demons, or will the darkness consume her?

As tensions rise and loyalties are tested, she discovers that revenge can be as intoxicating as it is destructive. In a game where every move counts, can she outsmart her adversary before he strikes again? The gala is only the beginning, and the stakes have never been higher.

He Killed My Three Babies , So I Destroyed Him at His Own GalaChapter 1

When I started my husband Piers Stephens's car, I activated the navigation system. "Take me home."

"Navigating to 'Family of Three.'"

The unfamiliar address caught me off guard.

Then I remembered the surprise he'd promised when he found out I was pregnant, and I smiled.

Four years of marriage. Three miscarriages.

This time, we would finally become the family of three we'd always dreamed of.

At a red light, a notification flashed across my phone.

"Stephens Corp CEO Piers Stephens critically injured!"

My heart seized. I tapped the headline immediately.

"Stephens Corp CEO gravely wounded after heroic rescue. Condition critical..."

A ringing filled my ears. Tears blurred my vision.

No. He was going to be fine.

We were about to have our baby. Our child and I couldn't lose him.

I called him ninety-nine times. No answer.

I pulled up his location and found he was at the address the navigation had mentioned: "Family of Three."

Confusion cut through my panic. Why wasn't he at a hospital?

On the hundredth call, he finally picked up. He said he needed a million dollars for surgery.