Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire's secret children: Capítulo 411 - Capítulo 420

Suelen decided to unleash all her fury on Jennie—André's daughter. Hatred boiled inside her: if she couldn't hurt Victoria, she would hurt her image. She gripped the knife tightly, a sadistic smile curving her lips. She wanted to disfigure the girl's face; each scar would be a reminder of the humiliation she felt at seeing Victoria as a Carson, while she and her daughter lived in poverty.She stood up suddenly, her steps slow and deliberate, and advanced with the blade glinting in the dying light of dusk. Jennie, realizing her deadly intent, turned awkwardly to avoid the stab—she rolled on the ground, ignoring the sharp pain in her back that burned where the earth had scraped her.Struggling to her feet, she leaned against a tree, her body still trembling. Suelen approached, laughing softly and cruelly:“You think you can escape me in the mountains? I'm not going to kill you. I just want a little scar on your face. Poor girl... you look like Victoria. Such a pit

Victoria was disgusted by Suelen; there was no compassion there—only coldness. When the woman tried to get up, Victoria cracked the whip again. The rope whipped through the air and struck Suelen's skin with surgical precision.An open wound soon appeared on the kidnapper's chest. She couldn't bear the pain: she fell into a heap of agony, rolling on the floor and moaning. Even so, amid the suffering, Suelen did not hold her tongue. She cursed, shouting bitter words:“I swear... you'll suffer just like your mother, you bitch!”The invective tore Victoria apart inside. Suelen could never accept being considered inferior to Fernanda—she couldn't accept that Fernanda had become Mrs. Lewis, while she, Suelen, had only become the substitute, the humiliated one. Twenty years of hatred had rotted her soul; that resentment now spilled out in insults and madness.“We'll see who wins,” Suelen muttered through clenched teeth, and in a final fit of hatred, she tried to

Upon leaving the police station, Victoria took a deep breath but wasted no time. “Give me the iPad,” she ordered her bodyguard.With a few quick taps on the screen, she immersed herself in the headlines. As was always the case with powerful families, secrets and tragedies were quick to become public spectacle. Yesterday, the news highlighted Suelen's murder of her mother-in-law. Today, the narrative had already changed:“Mental illness: Suelen became a murderer after suffering prolonged abuse from Victoria Carson.”The headlines implied that Suelen was not entirely to blame—that the real root of the tragedy was Victoria. And with Suelen dead, there was no way to directly refute that version.Victória pressed her lips together. I underestimated you, Suelen. Even from the grave, you're still trying to bring me down.She scrolled through a few more pages, seeing the articles repeat the same venomous tone. Beside her, the guard hesitat

“Why are all murderers considered psychopaths after being convicted nowadays?” muttered one reporter.“Exactly! I can't believe a little girl could intimidate an adult to the point of driving him crazy!” another retorted.“And when was Suelen evaluated? Before or after her death?”“It seems it was after...” “Ridiculous! How can someone who is dead undergo a psychiatric evaluation?”The voices echoed, each journalist more skeptical than the next. But soon the discussion changed tone:“The most important thing is that Mrs. Carson hasn't said anything yet. Is she afraid to admit it? Or is her silence a confession?”“I haven't seen any warning letters from lawyers either.” Maybe it's true that she mistreated her stepmother until she drove her mad...“What a scary woman... and, at the same time, incredible. No wonder Mr. Carson married her.”Whispers filled the room like embers ready to explode. It was then that

“Mr. Lewis, can you tell us more about this?” the press sniffed, hungry for details.“That's all I'm going to say,” Marcello replied, raising his body like a shield in front of the lights. “Today I just came to apologize, taking this opportunity, for what we did to her and her mother.”Without waiting for further questions, he led Victoria away from the commotion, accompanied by Sofia. The security guards had already formed a human wall at the exit; the cameras lost focus and, little by little, the tension in the lobby subsided.When they were safe from the cameras, Victoria turned to him, surprised and curious. “Why didn't you tell me you were coming?”“I didn't want to ruin your plan,” Marcello replied with a slight smile. “I thought it would be a bonus.”Victoria smiled back, and for a moment the harshness of the day gave way to something softer.“Victoria,&rdqu