Lahat ng Kabanata ng Sold To The Ruthless Young Master: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 18

" Shit. He must have done this on purpose!" Victoria didn't know how much she wanted to curse Helio right now after her car had a problem, and no one came to help her. The driver said that they still had a long way to go to Desmond's mansion which was far away from the city, and they had a flat tire with no spares or help they could call. With all these coincidences, of course Victoria would think that Helio was the one who made these coincidences happen to Victoria. " Madam, I can contact my friend. He'll be here soon to bring a mechanic." Victoria's driver spoke; a piece of good news that didn't make Victoria happy because she had been there for almost half an hour and it looked like she was already late for an eventful dinner. "That's good news," Victoria said, turning her frowny face the other way, "while we wait for your friend, we'll stay here for another thirty minutes and I'll totally miss my first dinner with my in-laws." The driver said nothing, staying outside th

Victoria slipped out of the dining room, desperate for a breath of fresh air after the stifling atmosphere of the dinner. The laughter and polished conversation of the Desmond family felt suffocating, each remark cutting deeper than the last, as if they were all in on a joke she wasn’t privy to. With every pointed glance and mocking smile, she felt the weight of their expectations pressing down on her, making her heart race with embarrassment and frustration.As she stepped onto the balcony, the cool night air brushed against her flushed cheeks, a welcome relief from the oppressive tension inside. But even here, under the expansive sky, thoughts of her past haunted her. Memories of Edward Addams flooded her mind—his sweet lies, his promises that he would protect her, that he would be the father she never had. Instead, he had sold her like a commodity, betraying her trust and leaving her vulnerable in the hands of Helio.She leaned against the balcony railing, the sharpness of the betr

Helio sat in his room, his laptop open in front of him, but his eyes weren’t focused on the screen. His mind was elsewhere, swirling with thoughts of Victoria. The memory of last night—the look on her face, the sharpness in her voice—lingered like a bitter aftertaste. No matter how cruel he was to her, it never seemed to be enough to ease the hatred that simmered within him. She deserves more pain, he thought, his grip tightening around the pen in his hand. But as much as he hated Victoria, there was something else that clawed at the back of his mind, something far worse. A memory. Helio's gaze drifted toward the window. Snowflakes had started to fall outside, dusting the ground with a light coating of white. It was a scene eerily similar to that day. That day when everything shattered. His breathing quickened as the memory played vividly before his eyes. It had been a snowy end-of-year holiday, one that started out joyous but ended in unspeakable tragedy. Mother… His mother’s lif

The next morning, Victoria stood in front of her mirror, staring at her reflection with a determined expression. The scar from Helio’s slap was still there, faintly bruised but visible enough to remind her of the humiliation she had suffered the day before. She touched it gently, feeling the heat rise in her chest—not just from the pain, but from the bubbling anger and hatred she harbored for Helio.But she couldn’t let the anger consume her, not yet. Victoria closed her eyes and remembered her conversation with Amy the night before. There was something deeper to this torment, something she didn’t understand yet. Helio wasn’t just a sadistic man who enjoyed seeing her suffer—there had to be a reason behind his cruelty. He couldn’t hate her this much for no reason. Victoria’s determination flared. She had to find out what was driving him, why he seemed to have a personal vendetta against her when, as far as she knew, they had never crossed paths before their marriage.She opened her ey