Semua Bab BEYOND BETRAYAL-THE REVENGE OF THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Miguel POVI stood frozen at the doorway, watching as the nurses worked over Diego with practiced precision. The room felt too bright now, the sterile white lights almost blinding after the darkness we’d been trapped in. Machines beeped quietly as they secured him on life support—tubes, wires, and screens forming a fragile connection between life and whatever came after.The rhythmic hiss of the ventilator filled the silence.Isabel and Marissa sat in the corner, speaking in hushed voices. Their words were low, but the tension in the room made them echo louder than they should have.“He’s been through so much,” Isabel whispered, her voice strained.Marissa nodded, leaning back against the wall with arms folded. “Yeah. All this time... searching for his brother. Only to find him like this? And Gideon—”“That name,” Isabel muttered, clenching her fists. “He’s haunted us for too long. Every time we think we’re safe, he finds a way back.”I gritted my teeth. They weren’t wrong. Gideon had

Diego POVI was floating. No pain. No sound.Everything felt... very quiet.I couldn’t tell if my body existed anymore. I wasn’t sure I was anymore.But there was something. A voice. Faint. Like an echo through water.“Stay with me, Diego. Please...” I hear Miguel’s voice calling out to me his voice laced with pain I could literally feel he is crying even if I couldn’t see.“Miguel?”I tried to respond, but my voice didn’t reach the surface. Nothing did everywhere was too quiet despite all my attempts.Memories drifted like shadows, pieces of broken glass reflecting things I couldn’t quite grasp. Flashes of faces—Gideon’s men. The cold, hard glare of a weapon pressed against my ribs. The gunshot. Pain. Then... nothing.And now, I was here. Trapped.But I felt him. My brother. Close. Desperate.I had to get back. I had to warn him.Something was still coming. Gideon...Miguel POVThe heart monitor screamed its relentless, flat tone.I couldn’t look away from Diego, his lifeless body s

Miguel POVThe sound of the flatline still echoed in my ears.Everything seemed distant—the frantic voices, the beeping monitors, the rush of medical staff around Diego’s bed. All I could focus on was his pale face, lifeless and still.A firm hand gripped my shoulder, breaking me out of my haze.It was the doctor. His face was serious, his eyes sharp with urgency.“We don’t have time, Miguel. I need consent for emergency surgery. Now.”I blinked, my mind sluggish. “What—what do you mean surgery?”The doctor’s voice stayed calm but unrelenting.“The implant. It’s interfering with his vitals. If we don’t remove it immediately, he won’t make it. We’ve prepped OR-1. You need to sign these forms.”A clipboard was pressed into my shaking hands, the medical jargon blurring together.Beside me, my father took a step closer. “I’ll sign. He’s my son—”I shook my head sharply.“No. I’m doing it.” My voice wavered, but I pressed the pen down, scrawling my name across the line. “Just... save him.”

Miguel POVThe heart monitor's steady beeping echoed in the sterile quiet of the OR.Dr. Chen’s brow was furrowed, her gloved hands hovering above Diego's skull. His vitals had stabilized, but the unnatural dual heartbeat still flickered on the screen.“Something’s still wrong,” she said, her voice calm but tense. “That second implant—it's not fully deactivated. There’s a residual charge coming from the nerve bundle.”Dr. Kumar adjusted the sedation levels. “BP holding steady... but the electrical interference is active again. We have a window, but it’s closing.”Chen nodded. “We need a controlled electromagnetic pulse—targeted. Prep the micro-coil generator.”The surgical nurse handed over the small, cylindrical device.I watched, frozen on the other side of the glass, every muscle locked in place.Dr. Chen glanced up at the gallery.“This procedure is experimental,” she warned. “If the EMP disrupts the wrong cluster—”Miguel's father interrupted; his voice low but steady. “Do it. I’

Miguel’s POVThe emergency lights cast pale shadows across the walls. Flickering. Uneven. Unsettling.I stood at the window, breath fogging the glass as I stared into the darkness beyond the security gate. The street was still—too still. A strange tension clung to the air like something was waiting to happen.The security feed on the wall glitched, static distorting the view.I saw movement. A figure."There was someone," I said, voice low as I leaned closer. "Just beyond the gate."Isabel was already at my side, her voice tight. "Who? Can you make them out?"My eyes narrowed, tracking the blurred shape. "They're walking away now. Too dark to make out details."Her next question made my stomach twist."Do you think... it could be Gideon?"I shook my head immediately. "No. He wouldn’t be that obvious. He knows this place is a fortress. If he’s watching us, he’d send someone else."Isabel’s face darkened. "You’re saying someone’s keeping tabs on us?""Exactly," I muttered, jaw tightenin