All Chapters of Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Kyros “I can’t take this anymore, Kyros!” Elle’s voice trembled with barely contained fury. “I’m not accepting another job from those people!” I could feel the anger bubbling just under the surface of her voice, ready to explode. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to find the right words—but what else was there to say? I’d already told her everything I could. Everything that made sense, at least. I looked at the woman who’s been by my side for five years. No, even longer. She’s been with me since she was seventeen. And I knew that look in her eyes. The questions were still there, unspoken but loud. And me? I kept dodging them with story after story, piling on lie after lie, to keep things from falling apart. But all of this—everything—was because I wanted to be with her. Why couldn’t she understand that my actions were all motivated by my need to be with her? Before I could open my mouth, she continued, “I don’t understand how you can stomach what those people are doing! And

The lady from the estate could only shake her head in disbelief after hearing what had happened to me. “Why did you trust the scammers so easily?” she asked quietly. Then she requested a pen and paper from one of the staff and scribbled something down. “This is all the help I can give. They’ll definitely run a background check.” I looked at what she’d written—an address. It was the office of the Ferreros. “Everyone working inside the estate undergoes a strict employment screening,” she explained. “I’ll inform Assistant Fred that I was the one who referred you, but the rest is up to you. How you start, how you stay—that’s on you.” The cashier chimed in, “Fair warning—President Ferrero’s daughter is just as moody as he is. That’s why no nanny lasts more than a few weeks.” The mention of a child hit me hard. I couldn’t help but think of the baby I gave birth to, and the familiar ache pulled at my heart with overwhelming force. I was already here in Bryston, having sacrificed everyth

Maximus “How did this happen?” my father, the chairman, asked. The manager from our London branch appeared on the screen, looking pale as he pointed to the breach analysis also showing on the screen. “It happened while we were switching over to the new logistics app. We were right in the middle of updating the system when the hackers found a way in.” He cleared his throat before continuing with the devastating details. “We’ve experienced a major cybersecurity breach. Hackers infiltrated the branch’s local servers and gained unauthorized access to sensitive customer data—names, home addresses, payment information, and complete order histories spanning the last six months.” His voice was serious. This wasn’t just some random breach; it was a full-on violation of data protection laws. We were already being investigated for slipping up on global security standards, and I knew we needed Lucas and his cybersecurity team now more than ever. “Boss, if we don’t resolve this immediately,

Maximus The doubts stuck with me even at thirty thousand feet, with the jet’s engines humming in the background as we crossed the Atlantic toward Europe. While we spoke in the library, I caught it—Miss Elle had the same scent as Gazelle, the one that always got under my skin. My body responded instinctively, just like before, which probably explained why I couldn’t stop watching her during those quiet moments when it was just the two of us. Yet the differences nagged at me. Her accent carried the warm drawl of the American South, nothing like Gazelle’s. And those blue eyes—so distant, so carefully guarded, nothing like how Gazelle used to look at me, full of a vulnerability that left me breathless. And Miss Elle’s voice carried a roughness as if she’d spent years shouting over noise or perhaps crying too many tears. It felt like Gazelle... but it wasn’t. I couldn’t afford to be seen as inappropriate—a creep or some obsessed man—around the woman who’d be looking after my daughter

Elle Three days had passed since I’d taken over caring for Lulu. Both Nanny Beth and Mandy had welcomed me with unexpected warmth, making the transition easier than I’d anticipated. On the first day, Bonnie stopped by. After learning I needed to stay at her boss’s estate, she brought me some of my personal things. That night, I only had Mandy’s clothes to wear; thankfully, she had lent me a few. Getting Lulu settled at nursery school had been my first real challenge. She stuck to me like glue for the first two days, quietly watching the other kids from afar. But a little patience went a long way. By the third day, my heart lifted as I watched her run after a little boy, laughing happily across the playground. Throughout it all, I’d kept Maximus updated through our chat conversations, sending him photos of his daughter’s daily adventures. But today, the weight of their separation had finally caught up with little Lulu. “Miss Elle, I miss my daddy. Can I call him?” she asked, h