Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Betrayal: A love Child: Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 80

Adrian's POV"I'm here now; you'll be fine," I whispered softly to my mum, squeezing her hand gently before turning to the woman, giving her a hard time. "What's my mother's offense?""Oh, she's your mother?" The woman scoffed. "Too bad. Your mother is a cheat!""What did you say?" I inquired through gritted teeth, clenching my fists to keep my fury in check."You heard me," she snorted. I saw a dress and wanted to purchase it, but she had the nerve to grab it."I smiled subconsciously. "So, what you're trying to accuse my mom of is buying a dress she picked before you did, am I right?""Yes, that dress was mine in the first place," she barked.Her gestures were hilarious, but I wasn't in the mood to laugh or play games with her. Obviously, she wasn't aware of who I was, meaning she must have strong backing and not care about people she belittles."What's your name?" I inquired.She smiled broadly and replied. "Emma Garcia, the lawfully wedded wife of Alejandro Garcia, the CEO of Cruz

Natalia's POVThe tables had turned, and now the villain was kneeling with her husband, begging to be pardoned. The crowd was still trying to digest the new information they had acquired.I myself couldn't believe the man had such an influence on another businessman."He's so charming," Ligia gasped. "If I weren't engaged to Luis, I would have found a way to seduce him," she added, licking her lips with a mischievous grin.She must have seen the incredulous look on my face, which made her chuckle."Oh, for Pete's sake, relax! I'm just kidding. My life is so precious to me; I can't afford to lose it at this very young stage," She joked nervously.Her words held a deeper meaning. It meant that man was more dangerous than Gabriel could ever be. I shifted my gaze back to the scene."No, please, take the dress," Mrs. Garcia pleaded. "I will pay for everything you've purchased. Please...""Are you dumb?" Mr. Garcia barked. "Do they look like they want your money?""Don't yell at me," Mrs. G

Joyce's POV"My phone number?" I questioned, baffled by his boldness."Yes, Joyce. Just to keep in touch," Francis replied.I looked behind him and saw a bunch of ladies watching us. He must have noticed my gaze because he turned and saw them, too."Just ignore them," He muttered. "They're always like that."Always jealous when a female colleague speaks to a male colleague?That didn't make sense, but as he said, ignoring them was the best way to ensure my peace of mind, which I did.I shifted my gaze back to Francis, intending to politely decline his request, but as luck would have it, Michelle came along and pulled me away."Excuse us, Francis. I need to speak with my friend" she said, dragging me by the arm and leaning in to whisper into my ear. "Don't look back. "We walked far away from them and ended up standing where the food was placed."What was that for?" I inquired.She sighed deeply and replied. "You should stay away from those guys. They're not the type of colleagues you g

Joyce's POV "You know what? We should go back to the company" I suggested, unease spreading and gnawing at my heart like long gnarly fingers. I needed to pick Rafael up. Michelle looked at me, visibly confused. "Why? It's closing time already. We could go home from here." "I know, but I forgot something...Or rather, someone," I explained, trying to avoid telling her the truth, but it was inevitable. "Someone?" She probed with arched brows. "Yes, Michelle. My son," I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. She looked at me with a funny expression on her face. "You have a son? How come I didn't know?" she asked incredulously. I nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I do have a son, and I'm sorry I hid it from you. It's just that I have my personal reasons for hiding it." "Okay... Now I understand why you were asking about the daycare the other day," she stated, nodding slowly. "So, what about your husband?" "Er.. it.. it's a long story," I stuttered. "I don't want to talk abo

Chapter 79Natalia's POVI really wished I could arrest the driver, but it was just that—wishes. I would definitely be questioned for visiting a gangster-infested area, so I decided to let him be. I took a slow and deliberate walk along the roadside.I wanted to ignore the fear creeping into my heart but couldn't. The last incident at Madrileno's place kept replaying in my head. The barking of a dog snapped me out of my thoughts, and I increased my pace.By the time I reached the building, the sun had already set. It took me great resolve to press the doorbell. I almost ran when I did, but my feet refused to move.A few seconds later, the door creaked open, and Barrio's face peeped out.His brows furrowed the moment he recognized me."Natalia, what are you doing here?" He bellowed."I came to see Madrileno," I replied defiantly, refusing to lower my pride.Barrio walked out and closed the door behind him as he sized me up."You came to see the boss?" He asked, his voice dripping with