All Chapters of Beyond Betrayal: Marry His Brother: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Dante [Months ago] I understand the magnitude of risk in traveling south to confront Felix Doyle. But when he sent the invitation, I accepted it—man to man. Still, I wasn’t about to walk into this alone. I brought two of Ivan’s most trusted men with me. Whatever happened, I had to see him. I needed to look into the eyes of the man who caused Gianna so much pain. She hadn’t been truly happy for the past five years. Maybe even longer than that. And maybe that was one of the reasons I stayed away, why I tried not to add to her internal suffering. Felix may have initiated the meeting, but that didn’t mean I was letting him dictate the terms. Coincidentally, I had a valid reason to be in the area—a follow-up with a patient I’d seen on my last visit, the same trip when intimacy between Gianna and me began to change. I asked Felix to meet me at the hospital. I was sitting on a bench in the open garden space on the third floor, letting the warm breeze wash over me, when Felix stepped

Isla ‘Sorry. Elara told me she needed money for her upcoming meeting with Lucas Westwood. She didn’t want to look plain, so my accountant sent her the funds instead. I was on a business trip and just got back now.’ Tears dropped onto the screen as I read that message from Conrad Cross, my boyfriend of two years. I broke down crying in the hospital hallway. It was over. I no longer needed the money I was borrowing from him. Mom was gone. I had no one else to turn to. My father was never an option, which was why I’d asked Conrad for help. But who would’ve thought he’d prioritize Elara’s whims and material needs over my mother’s medical bills? Elara is my twin sister. I told her our mother was dying, but she completely disregarded it. How could she have done this to our mother? Then again, she never liked Mom. When we were seven, Mother chose to divorce Dad when his mistress entered the picture. Unfortunately, Elara decided to stay with our father and his new woman, thinking he wa

After submitting my resignation at Conrad’s company, I headed to the restaurant he had mentioned. Just as I reached for the door, I froze. Conrad was talking to Ethan, his best friend, and a woman, likely Ethan’s girlfriend or perhaps just one of their female friends. “Come on, man,” Ethan was saying. “She’s always been like that. Aren’t you used to it by now?” “I must admit, I was shocked when Isla Foster became your girlfriend,” the woman said. “Wasn’t Elara the one you loved? How did you end up with Isla instead?” “You don’t know?” Ethan replied casually. “Elara left two years ago. She went abroad for that guy Mrs. Foster introduced her to. She was completely obsessed with that man abroad. Our boy here was devastated.” Ethan paused for a beat, clearly reacting to a sharp look from Conrad. “Sorry, I’m just being honest.” “So, you chose Isla?” the woman asked. “The twin?” “Elara’s imitation,” Ethan sneered. The two of them burst out laughing. Conrad didn’t say a word. He didn

A surge of resentment flared in Conrad’s chest, sharp and unexplained. One thing was clear—he wasn’t happy with how things had turned out. Earlier at the restaurant, the maître d’ had assured him that Isla had already arrived, but Conrad hadn’t caught even a glimpse of her. Instead, Elara had stormed into their private dining room, fuming about Lucas Westwood’s absence. The confusion only cleared when they questioned the staff and discovered that Lucas Westwood and Isla had left the place together. As much as Conrad wanted to feel relieved that Elara’s date had been canceled, he found himself utterly irritated knowing that Lucas had taken his girlfriend away. “How could those two be together?” Ethan asked, incredulous. “Do they even know each other? Was he one of your clients?” That was the only explanation Conrad could come up with. He scoffed. Was Isla really trying that hard to win him back, going as far as securing Lucas Westwood as a client? Landing Westwood Company would be

In Conrad’s Office… “Boss, I apologize for the scheduling mix-up. Isla usually handles your calendar to keep everything organized, and I’m afraid I wasn’t prepared to take over that responsibility,” Conrad’s assistant said, shifting uncomfortably. Conrad’s expression darkened. “Is this what I’m paying you for? Scheduling is part of your basic duties, yet you’ve let Isla handle it?” The assistant fidgeted. “Y-You told us to let her handle it… because she uses that tool to map out your timeline. None of us knows how she does it.” Conrad’s frown deepened. He hadn’t realized how much heavier the workload would feel without Isla around. And she’d only been with the company a little over two years. “Where the hell is Isla? Tell her to come here!” “Uh…” The assistant scratched his head awkwardly. “What is it?” “Yesterday… I handed you her resignation letter. You signed her clearance. I asked if you wanted to say anything or respond, but you just said to take care of it.” “Resignatio