The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart novel Chapter 1050

How the Donahue family had treated the Ulbricht family, Elijah was now exacting his revenge in kind.

Three years ago, she stood by, doing nothing. Even when Elijah reached out for help, she decisively ended the call...

The same scene, the same feelings. Octavia realized, with a sinking heart, that Elijah's revenge had been successful this time. Even more devastating than what had happened three years prior.

Time seemed to stand still until someone snapped her back to reality.

"Ms. Donahue, this is the acquisition contract."

Octavia numbly took the document, flipping to the last page. Her hand trembling, she signed her name. As she put down the pen, she looked up at the messenger: "How has Elijah been these past three years?"

The man looked at her as if she were a joke: "Ms. Donahue, whether Mr. Ulbricht had a good or bad time over the past three years, you'll soon find out."

Bankruptcy. Her fiancé, quick to distance himself at the first sign of trouble, and her family's empire swallowed up...

Was this life any better?

Watching his retreating back, Octavia's legs gave out, and she crumpled to the floor, speechless.

The Donahue family's empire was acquired by Elijah in just a short month, and the company was transformed into a part of the Ulbricht family's holdings.

Elijah rose from the ashes, and those who had once bullied them changed their tune, acting subservient in his presence.

In his youth, Elijah had been lost in such meaningless social circles, but having experienced such highs and lows, he had grown to despise them. But the invitations kept coming.

After much thought, Elijah accepted a group's invitation.

Upon arriving at the bar, a crowd surged around him, offering warm greetings as if they hadn't been the ones to kick him when he was down.

In the private room, he saw Seraphina.

With the Donahue family's downfall, Seraphina had lost her support and, unable to curb her extravagant spending habits, had burned through her savings and started dating a wealthy suitor. Gone was the goddess, replaced by a gold-digger.

Seraphina, usually dressed in innocence, was tonight clad in a slinky, black slip dress, accentuating her figure with added allure. Her wealthy suitor, arm around her waist, couldn't keep his hands still.