All Chapters of Redeemed by the billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Where's Ethan?" Camellia asked, her brows knitting together as she glanced around the glittering ballroom. The crowd was alive with laughter and conversation, glasses clinking under the dazzling chandeliers of the Crawford mansion.Sophie forced a smile, ignoring the pang of disappointment that tugged at her chest. "I'm sure he's just a step away to receive a call."Her best friend gave her a disapproving hum. Everyone else, but Sophie could see that Ethan wasn't worth all her love, time and efforts. Even when Cameilla tried opening her eyes to it, Sophie would always defends him."Love is sacrifice." Sophie would always say. A word she had used more than necessary in comforting herself.Sophie barely noticed Camellia expression as she excused herself. The hem of her emerald gown swishing around her ankles. Today was supposed to be perfect for her and Ethan. She had spent weeks planning this anniversary celebration —a party to honor three years of marriage, her love and devotion on f

A week later10amEthereal Touch cosmetics company parking lot.Sophie had spent the past week staying indoors to make a draft out her plans for the future, her revenge on Ethan but today she decided to show up at her father's company. She tried to calm her nerves before stepping out of the car, her trembling hands clasped together as she took a deep breath.Today marked her first public appearance in three years. In the past, Sophie had little interest in the business world or the family companies, which had always left her in the shadow of her brothers' fame. But now that she was back, she was determined to make her presence known and seize every opportunity to make her mark.The old chauffeur who held the door opened, smiled down at her— even he can feel her uneasiness. "Miss Burnett," he called softly, jolting her out of her reverie.She glanced up at him, forcing a smile. "Thank you, Josh." She exhaled again before stepping out of the car.Sophie walked towards the private entra

The morning sun broke through the sheer curtains of Sophia's room like a spotlight, but she wasn't asleep. She had been awake for hours, lying still, her thoughts spinning uncontrollably since she left Alexander’s hotel room. Her phone was already buzzing on the nightstand.She sat up slowly, her muscles sore and her heart conflicted. 40 missed calls. And then came messages – screenshots, news, headlines. She scrolled through them with trembling fingers.“Burnett Heirness Spotted in the Hotel With Beaumont Tycoon” “Sophie Burnett’s Scandalous Night”The footage was grainy, but it was unmistakably her. Dressed in last night’s cocktail dress, hair dishevelled, stepping into a hotel with Alexxander Beaumont.“Damn it, Alexander”, she muttered under her breath.Just then the door swung open. her mum, walked in holding a tablet, a grave expression plastered on her face.“Sophie.” Sophie braced herself.her mum handed her the tablet. “It’s everywhere”. “I know,” Sophiw replied, her voice dr

Ethan hadn’t slept.The curtains in his penthouse were drawn tight against the morning light, but even darkness couldn’t cool the storm inside him. The last twenty-four hours had spun completely out of his control. The press had shredded him. Sophie was everywhere—headlines, podcasts, trending clips. Even people who hadn’t cared before were suddenly calling her a symbol of strength.He poured another drink, the bitter sting of whiskey doing little to settle his nerves.Belinda walked into the room in a silk robe, nursing a mug of coffee. “You look like you’ve been wrestling ghosts.”“I should’ve finished her when I had the chance,” he muttered, pacing the floor.“She’s not the woman you married anymore,” Belinda said flatly. “She’s dangerous now.”Ethan scoffed. “She’s all bark.”“She’s a Burnett,” she countered. “They don’t bark. They bite. And she has Alexander Beaumont sniffing around now too.”That made Ethan pause.“Beaumont’s a snake,” he said. “He’ll betray her the first chance

The next morning came with sharp skies and a biting wind. The Burnett Foundation courtyard was a buzz of activity—security teams, camera crews, and press managers fluttered like birds preparing for a storm. Every screen bore the same golden logo: a stylized phoenix rising from ink-black flames.Sophie adjusted her gold-plated name badge as she stood backstage in the Belgium Tech Theatre. Her nerves were quiet, her mind still. Not calm—focused. Years ago, she would have hidden behind someone else, let a spokesperson take the spotlight. But that woman no longer existed.“Three minutes,” a crew member called.Alexander approached, earpiece in, phone in one hand. “You good?” he asked.Sophie exhaled through her nose. “More than good. Ready.”He looked her over—black velvet jumpsuit, high collar, simple jewelry, bold eyeliner. “You look like you own the world.”“I plan to,” she replied.He smirked and leaned in. “Just don’t trip on the stage. It ruins the whole world-domination vibe.”Sophi