All Chapters of The Revenge Of The Betrayed Bride: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Who the hell do you think you are?” Amelia snapped, voice shaking with anger. “You are giving me 24 hours to decide on what ? Marry you and move halfway around the world to Turkey? Do you know what you’re asking?”Ryan held up his hands, trying to stay calm. “I’m not asking you to make a decision right this second. I’m saying start a relationship. We will take it slow then we build from there. I can put your son through the best schools in the world.”Amelia laughed, but it had no humor. “Put my son through school? You act like everything can be bought. I’m not going to gamble my child’s safety or his future because some man with money makes an offer.”Ryan’s face tightened, a flash of frustration crossing it. He stepped closer, voice urgent. “If not now, when? You keep giving yourself reasons to stay, but what if staying loses you everything anyway? I can give you a life without the danger. Don’t shut the door without thinking.”She pushed back, steady. “I’ll think about what’s best

Daniel’s voice came through the phone, low and almost tired.“How fast can you come to the Maldives?”Katherina frowned, shifting on the couch. “The Maldives? What are you even doing there, Daniel?”He hesitated. “Uh… business conference. The chefs’ association invited me.”She raised an eyebrow, though he couldn’t see it. “Oh, really? So why are you calling me all the way from New York, asking me to fly halfway across the world? To do what exactly, Daniel? I thought you didn’t need me anymore.”Daniel sighed. “It’s not the way you think. I’m… down right now. Lonely. I need you by my side. I want to feel warm again. And I want to talk to my kids while laying on your bump. Please, Kat.”Katherina’s lips curved, a small, sheepish smile tugging at her face. She paused, letting the silence stretch. “And what about Ariana? That tramp you couldn’t stop chasing?”“I don’t want to talk about her anymore,” Daniel said quickly, almost desperate. “I just want you. Only you.”Katherina let out a

“Have you watched what’s on the tape yet?” Amelia asked, leaning forward.“No,” Ariana admitted. “I haven’t even had time.”“Good.” Amelia’s voice went serious. “I don’t want you to watch it. Not yet. This is dangerous. We’re playing with fire, Ari. I promise I’ll keep you safe.” She pulled Ariana into a quick, tight hug.Ariana swallowed and gave a small, shaky smile. “Thank you. And … thank you for everything. For asking me to do this, for trusting me. Even though I love him… I can’t stay with Daniel. I have to leave him.”Amelia’s face softened. “I like the sound of that.” She stood and smoothed her skirt. “I know it hurts. But sometimes life doesn’t go the way we want. Right now we have to be smart.”She picked up the small case and turned it in her hands. “I’m taking this to my team. They’ll play it and verify what’s on it. I’m hopeful maybe it’s the proof about Christina’s murder. But we can’t assume. Keep your fingers crossed, okay?”Ariana nodded, her eyes filled with tears. “

Sal exhaled. “It’s gone. The DA’s office has it. And I burned every trace. Nothing leads back here.”Miguel turned to another man at the end of the table. “And Diana the reporter?”The man nodded. “Already in her secure inbox. She’ll hold it until morning. Once the DA makes his move, she’ll go live.”Amelia slumped back in her chair, a shaky breath leaving her. Relief and fear twisted in her chest. “It’s out there now,” she murmured. “We can’t take it back.”Miguel reached across the table, his hand warm over hers. “That’s the point, querida. Katherina and Daniel can’t bury this anymore. The truth is finally free.”The Next Morning – District Attorney’s OfficeThe District Attorney sat behind his desk, his eyes fixed on the laptop screen. The grainy video played, showing Katherina raising a whiskey bottle and stabbing Christina. Then the frame shifted another figure, a young man, bent down to stage the body, stuffing Christina into a bag and later laying her out to look like suicide.

Daniel froze, suitcase half-zipped in his hands. His eyes flicked from the two agents to the door, calculating.The male agent leveled his gun. “Put the bag down. Now.”Daniel raised one hand slowly, forcing a charming smile. “Gentlemen look, I think there’s been a mistake.”The female agent stepped in, her voice sharp. “No mistake. Daniel Elan Blackwood, you’re under arrest for aiding in the murder and cover up of Christina Vale.”Daniel chuckled bitterly, setting the suitcase on the bed. “Christina Vale? That again? Do you have any idea who I am? I’m Daniel Blackwood. My father built half this city. You think I’d be stupid enough to get my hands dirty with… this nonsense?”The female agent didn’t blink. “We don’t care about your last name. You’re coming with us.”Daniel lifted both hands, as if surrendering, but his words dripped with arrogance. “Fine, fine. But let’s be clear I didn’t kill anyone. If my name is being dragged through the mud, it’s because someone wants to ruin me. Y