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“Hmm… tell me, Andrian. You sound like you have a plan I’m not aware of.”

“The contract says after the wedding, right? So relax.”

“You still don’t trust me, do you?” Fidelia muttered sharply, staring directly at him as she folded her arms across her chest.

“No, I don’t.” Andrian answered without hesitation before continuing. “I’ll be sharing most of my plans with you. If I go down, so do you. That’s the contract we signed for two years. Now tell me, do you trust me?”

“Absolutely not,” Fidelia s
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  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy Five

    “Who are you?” Nyra asked, narrowing her eyes.“I’m Mia… Fidelia’s friend,” Mia replied, adjusting her glasses nervously.“Ah.” Nyra exhaled sharply. “She really needs to start keeping better friends. No wonder she keeps changing like that.”She glanced around the car, looking confused. “Where am I? Wait, where’s the bike I brought?”“We left it back there,” Mia answered quietly.“Typical Fidelia,” Nyra muttered under her breath. “I’m starting not to like you. This is the second time I’ve woken up and found myself with your face staring at me. I can’t stand being around you.”“Open the door,” she demanded.Mia quickly unlocked it, and Nyra stepped out, sucking in a deep breath. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she tried to calm her racing heart. She hated being inside cars. They brought back memories she would rather not remember.Mia remained in her seat, watching her closely, unsure of what Nyra might do next.After a moment, when Nyra’s breathing had finally settled, she turned t

  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy Four

    She was no longer inside Mia’s car.She was standing in her old bedroom.A little girl stood barefoot on the cold wooden floor, surrounded by the familiar sight of peeling wallpaper and rain stains spreading across the ceiling.It was her old room.Fidelia looked down at herself and realised she was small again.In front of her were three dolls arranged neatly on the bed. Their dresses were faded, and their button eyes were slightly uneven, but the little girl seemed to treasure them more than anything.She smiled as she picked up the first doll and carefully brushed the dust from its dress.“You’re Nyra,” she said, straightening the red ribbon around its head. “You’re the eldest. You’re the one who protects us.”The little girl changed her voice, making it sound deeper and more confident.“Alright, Fidelia! No one messes with my sisters. If anyone tries, I’ll break their teeth!”She giggled at her own performance before making the doll stand upright.In her imagination, Nyra wasn’t a

  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy Three

    Mia helped Fidelia into the passenger seat, but Fidelia remained completely confused.One moment, she had been walking towards her bed, ready to sleep. The next, she was outside a nightclub, wearing an outfit she couldn’t remember putting on.And the worst part?She couldn’t remember a single thing that had happened in between.“This is so strange,” she murmured, looking around in disbelief. “Why are you all dressed up like this? You look… different.”Mia glanced at her.“Me?”“No, I mean me!” Fidelia exclaimed, looking down at her clothes. “Look at what I’m wearing. This isn’t even something I’d normally put on.”She paused, then turned towards Mia, her expression becoming more serious.“Mia, if I told you I couldn’t remember how I got here, would you believe me?”Mia didn’t answer immediately.“I was at home, getting ready for bed. Then suddenly, I’m here, outside a club, dressed like this, on the floor. I’m not going crazy, am I?”Mia studied her face for a moment. Fidelia didn’t l

  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy Two

    She immediately turned towards the stairs, ready to make her way down. However, as she passed a table, something caught her attention.A man was sitting nearby with a bottle of beer in his hand.Nyra grabbed it.The drink splashed across his expensive suit, causing him to jump up in shock.“What the hell? Are you crazy? Do you know how much this suit costs? You just ruined my thousand-dollar suit!”He moved towards her angrily, looking ready to grab her.Nyra didn’t even flinch.She smashed the bottle against the edge of the table. The glass shattered, leaving a jagged edge in her hand.She raised it towards him.“Step back.”The man’s expression changed immediately. His eyes dropped to the broken bottle, and he instinctively took a step backwards.“That’s what I thought,” Nyra muttered.The women sitting beside him quickly shifted away, wanting no part in whatever trouble was unfolding.Nyra dropped the remaining bottle onto the table and continued towards the exit.She had someone t

  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy One

    Fidelia wasn’t herself anymore.The woman who had stood in front of the mirror moments ago was gone. A completely different personality had taken over, one so far removed from Fidelia that anyone who knew her would struggle to recognise her.And the person now in control was…Nyra.Nyra stepped away from the bathroom mirror and headed straight for the wardrobe. She opened it and began going through the clothes, her expression twisting with disgust.“Ah, God! What are these awful dresses?” she muttered, pushing several outfits aside.She continued searching, tossing clothes from one side to another until something finally caught her attention.A dark red leather jacket.Her lips curved into a satisfied smile as she pulled it out.“Now we’re talking.”She quickly changed into a pair of tight jeans and slipped the leather jacket over them. After adjusting the sleeves, she stood in front of the mirror and admired herself.“Much better.”Nyra carried the memories of everyone who had hurt F

  • Revenge of the billionaire’s betrayed bride   Seventy

    “Hmm… tell me, Andrian. You sound like you have a plan I’m not aware of.”“The contract says after the wedding, right? So relax.”“You still don’t trust me, do you?” Fidelia muttered sharply, staring directly at him as she folded her arms across her chest.“No, I don’t.” Andrian answered without hesitation before continuing. “I’ll be sharing most of my plans with you. If I go down, so do you. That’s the contract we signed for two years. Now tell me, do you trust me?”“Absolutely not,” Fidelia shot back.‘Imagine! And you’re accusing me when you don’t even trust me,’ Andrian complained inwardly.“I guess we’re on the same boat, then.”“Yeah.” Fidelia gave him a faint smirk, but there was something unsettled in her eyes. “So, what’s the update about the couple who ruined my reputation? I think I’ve gotten quite famous now.”“You bet.”Andrian’s phone buzzed just then. He glanced at the screen and saw his grandmother’s name. A second later, another call came in from his mother.He stared

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