All Chapters of Betrayed By Husband And Son: Rise Of A Billionaire Wife : Chapter 301 - Chapter 310

Julia~Unlike the previous times she was dragged on the internet, this time was worse.The second her flight arrived in Greenville airport, hundreds of angry anti-fans were already waiting.She didn’t think they’d be this enraged to come out this time, even though she deliberately waited until night to sneak into the city. At the sight of her approaching the airport gate, placards and slogans rose into the air like hunting flags.“The thief is here!”“Rot in prison, Julia, that's where you belong!”“Whore!”“Adele is the real designer! You are a fraud!”“You don’t deserve a place in any industry!”“Julia, go die!”It was chaos. Pure chaos. Eggs were already hitting her, white powered substance, liquid from bottles thrown at her – her hair, her dress. In mere minutes, she looked ready to be baked. Airport security swung into action, not because they cared about Julia, but because if something untold happened to her, the airport would suffer damage, so they formed a human barricade ar

Julia~He was going to actually kill her.The cold, unhurried look in his eyes said it all. Ryan wasn’t threatening her. He was hunting her.Julia’s heart jackhammered in her chest as she clutched her bleeding side, staggering backward. She didn’t even think, she spun and ran, naked and barefooted. Droplets of blood seeping through her fingers, staining the marble floor. However, just before a few steps forward, the deadly hiss of a silent pistol came again. Pfft!Pain exploded in her right shoulder, so sharp her knees almost buckled. She screamed, stumbling forward, her bleeding fingers scraping the surface of the couch, landing on her purse.“Keep running, Julia,” Ryan’s voice was calm, almost teasing. “It’s cute when you think you can actually get away.”Gripping her purse tight as if to anchor her, she continued forward, her breath came in short, ragged bursts. The world tilted, her vision swaying, but she refused to stop. She had to reach the door. She had to live.“Please—Ryan

Adele~I’ve stationed people around Ryan’s house for when Julia showed up. I wanted solid evidence to prove that Ryan broke the contract agreement, but for three months, he was extremely careful to not see Julia in his house.However, I knew that with the backlash and assault, Julia would likely run to him for help, so I asked some men to trail her and step in when her life was threatened.I didn’t want Julia dead, I wanted her alive to testify against Ryan if we ever went to court.But nothing prepared me for the video she sent.As you already know, I didn’t go online very often, let alone open my messages. However, after sex with my husband, I was worn out but couldn’t fall asleep, not when my mind was filled with dread and the possibility of him dying.For some weird reason I couldn’t name, I took my phone and logged on Trendle. I wasn’t searching for anything in particular, but when I saw the number of unread messages on my inbox that Lucy hadn’t cleared yet, I decided to open the

His eyes ran through the document faster than his brains. His pulse skipped multiple beats. His knuckles turned white and sweaty from the tight grip on the papers.All his life of signing contracts, he'd never seen anything this cruel. Three months contract? What three months? If he recalled vividly, it was a three years contract he sighed! Three years! Ryan’s throat dried instantly. A sharp, hot rage climbed up his spine, but even that anger felt shaky. He slammed the papers onto the desk and barked a laugh that didn’t sound human.His assistant flinched. “This is a joke,” he muttered. “Adele must be playing some childish fucking prank!!”He nodded to himself, convincing himself because the alternative made his skin crawl.Yes. A prank. Adele wanted his attention, wanted him to call her, wanted him to chase after her the way he used to. Why else would she pull such a ridiculous stunt? Why else would she send him something so dramatic, so over the top?A hundred billion? Has she

She agreed, just like that?Ryan’s smile grew past his ears. He knew it. He could never take Adele seriously. She was just as predictable as ever. The sudden way she tried to act clever, the way she carried herself with that infuriating calm, it was all just a performance. A woman’s desperate act to seem untouchable.How could she truly change from the Adele he knew for twelve – thirteen years to a woman who could outmaneuver him in less than a year? Eleven months and a few days to be precise. Not even a full year had passed since he let her walk out of his life, and yet here she was, standing toe-to-toe with him – figuratively, at least, thinking she could challenge him with her audacity.Ryan leaned back in his chair, letting the leather creak under the weight of his thoughts. His pulse slowed just a fraction, though the tension in his jaw remained taut. He was mad, mostly at himself for thinking, at one point, that Adele has changed. Maybe it wasn't that he truly saw she'd change