Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire's Betrayal : Kabanata 71 - Kabanata 76

**Anna**"Where is Sebastian?" I groaned, my face reddening a bit from nervousness. I moved closer to where some men and women were dancing with each other. Feeling sad, I scanned the room and noticed a man and a woman talking in one corner. As I approached the man, I realized he resembled Sebastian. I could hear his voice as he yelled angrily at the woman he was discussing things with. Thoughts raced through my mind. What was Sebastian doing with a stranger? I had never seen this woman before—was she Sebastian's girlfriend? He hadn’t mentioned anything about being in a relationship. My heart began to beat faster, and I felt a surge of anger boiling in my stomach. How could she drag Sebastian away from me like that? I was ready to confront her, insults at the ready, regardless of how mature and strong she looked. "Hey!" Sebastian moved closer to me, trying to touch my waist. I pushed his hands away."Why did you do this to me?" I shot at him, staring with disdain. "I’m so sorry

   Adrian    "What are you doing here, you skinny server? ", Will you get out of here, didn't you know that we are enjoying ourselves? I will report you to the manager." Mr Shell roared at the skinny young man.       "I...am.. s. Sorry, sir, I was hearing noises, that is the main reason I came here," the young man stuttered, and he was shaking.     "Will you disappear right now?" He commanded.    The young man went out hurriedly.I discovered she was scared.      "Ok we need to get out this place, Mr Adrian, I want you to know that tomorrow is the dinner and we are having it Paris hotel and suites, we have different rooms booked for every CEO, you are going to see a lot of pretty ladies on that day " he expressed himself confidently.    

**Anna** "Please let me see that unfortunate fellow. I don’t know why she has staff, and they are not active,” the voice spoke again, harsher this time. I stepped inside, and the person turned out to be one of my clients who had given me clothes to sew for her a long time ago. I had forgotten about it. My jaw dropped when she entered, filled with rage. I was fidgeting, shaking because I was extremely unhappy. “Miss Anna, how could you do this to me? I told you I wanted to wear the clothes this weekend, but you ignored my calls!” she lashed out at me angrily. “No, that’s not true. I do pick up your calls. I didn’t know you wanted to wear them this weekend; you didn’t tell me anything like that, ma’am,” I protested, trying to defend myself. She waved her hands dismissively, showing