Lahat ng Kabanata ng Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife : Kabanata 241 - Kabanata 250

Adele~“The West family is above the law. What would you do with the power given to you?”The question came sharp and clear, this time from somewhere in the middle of the second-generation table. A man, maybe in his forties, with the kind of confidence that oozed from people who’d never heard the word no, leaned forward expectantly. His tone wasn’t mocking, but it wasn’t kind either. It was testing. Measuring.My stomach tightened. Above the law. That phrase carried weight, the kind of weight that could drown you if you weren’t careful.I forced myself to exhale slowly, to think before I answered. But nothing tangible was coming to mind. The answers I had were both blades either slicing through the West family, or cutting through me, so my eyes drifted instinctively toward Mrs. Lorraine. She sat straight and regal in the head seat of the third row. Even as a daughter-in-law, who had no direct blood ties to the West, she was still leading fellow daughters and son-in-laws. Her face was

Adele~ “You enjoy gossip too much, Harold,” Madam Helena voice was smooth as glass and twice as dangerous. “You don't think that I would put a weapon in your hands to slash my family, do you?” she laughed mockingly, her head falling back, just like you would when you defeat an enemy who thought they were two steps ahead. “After your incompetent older brother, my husband, passed away,” she continued, a condescending look settling on her face. “You lots have never had a good sleep,” Helena continued, the amusement in her voice cold and sharp. “Always plotting to pull my first branch off the throne. Yet, even with how embarrassingly you fall, you keep trying." She shook her head, "Your dedication and consistency is remarkable. But unfortunately, just like your brother, you're too small for me." “Helena, you—!” the old man continued but she dismissed him with a careless wave of her hand, like she was swatting a fly. The gesture angered the man so much that his face turned beet re

Okay, so... Two weeks ago, we had an event where you had to guess the plot on my mind. Now that the mystery about Adele has been brought to light, it's time for reward. Many of you guessed right. Buuuuuuut, your answers were surface level answers. And those with a slight detail or straight to the point answers, got less likes. Soooo, let's do this. For your effort, I'm giving y'all a bonus chapter instead of two. What do you think? Fair, right? *Evil grin*

While the Wests were having their welcome to the family ceremony, Harrington mansion stood shrouded in gloom. A silence so heavy it could suffocate. In the center of the long mahogany table sat Denver Harrington, his once-steady hands clasped on the cane before him. Around him, the important family members sat quietly, too scared or ashamed to speak. At the far end sat Aunt Sonia Harrington. Her face was pale, drawn, eyes swollen from sleepless night and distant. She was still wearing her dress from yesterday. It was rumpled, her hair was messy and disheveled — a sight no one in this family had ever dared to witness. The woman who once commanded rooms with her icy elegance now looked like a shell. “What happened yesterday was a shame, humiliation, and disgrace the Harringtons have never had to experience since time immemorial,” one of the older family members said, tone harsh and displeased. “Not only did Sonia raise a bastard, she switched her with the family's heiress, connived

Detroit~Just as Mathew was to Madam Helena, so were Elijah, Elias, and Gaya to Detroit— the kind of people you didn’t replace, only protected. Their loyalty was bound to them by years of blood and shared sin.And that was exactly how Evelyn was to his mother.Lorraine West had never had many she trusted. She was proud, calculating, and too sharp for most to stand beside. But Evelyn had been there from the start. Evelyn was given to her as a child assistant, by her late husband, Moore. Lorraine watched her grow and molded her into the kind of assistant she wanted. So, that girl was more than just an assistant. She was family.And Detroit knew it.Which was why, even though Evelyn deserved to have her wrist sliced off for slapping his wife, he didn't do so. He wouldn't let her die either, but he'd punish her enough to tear into his mother's heart. That woman needed to understand the meaning of, ‘don't touch my family’. … Silver’s gaze was locked on her father as she watched him res