Betrayed on the wedding day のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 121 - チャプター 130

“If that attack the other night wasn’t enough, we need to launch something bigger.”Leviana narrowed her eyes, her voice icy as she looked at Rendra and Kavin, seated across from her in her office. On the glass table lay printed articles, event schedules, and a list of names that needed to be “handled.” The city lights outside reflected her face on the window like the shadow of someone merciless.Rendra nodded quickly. “We’ve already lost one flash drive, Miss. The physical attack did rattle them, but if we really want to silence her, we need a narrative that can’t be questioned.”Kavin added, his tone low, almost like a threat: “And that evidence has to appear in front of the camera. The public doesn’t trust words anymore—they trust visuals. We’ll set up a scene that can’t be explained away.”Leviana’s lips curved into a thin smile. “Good. I want three stages: first, destroy Deviana’s professional backing—make her clients pull away. Second, produce a so-called ‘reliable witness’ who

A light rain drizzled down on the sidewalk that night. Deviana stood in front of an old warehouse on the outskirts of the city—the very place mentioned in the anonymous message. Her hand gripped her phone tightly, her heartbeat erratic.Lila had warned her firmly earlier. “Dev, this is too dangerous! It could be a trap!”“But if I don’t go, we may never find out who’s behind all these lies,” Deviana had replied, her voice steady even though fear gnawed at her chest.She stepped inside. The iron door creaked loudly, the sound scraping against her nerves. Rust and dust filled the air. A flickering neon light hung overhead, adding to the oppressive atmosphere.“Deviana.”The low voice emerged from a dark corner.Deviana turned sharply, her eyes narrowing. From the shadows, a man in a black cap stepped out. His face was half-covered by a mask, leaving only his eyes visible—cold, filled with secrets.“Who are you?” Deviana demanded.The man didn’t answer. Instead, he tossed an envelope ont

“Don’t come near me!” Deviana’s voice echoed through the empty warehouse. Her hands trembled as she clutched the rusty iron pipe she’d found on the floor, sweat dripping down her temples. Her gaze was sharp despite the fear coursing through her body.Four burly men, Leviana’s hired thugs, circled in from every direction. One of them let out a low chuckle.“So bold, raising that pipe against us, Miss Deviana. Do you really think you can fight back?”Deviana drew a deep breath, summoning every ounce of courage. “If I have to die, then at least I won’t die without a fight.”The man in front of her flicked open a pocketknife, the blade catching the dim light. “Too bad. Leviana doesn’t want you dead yet. She just wants you to shut up.”Deviana swallowed hard, terror coiling in her chest, but her face remained defiant. “Then you’ll have to silence me with blood.”The man stepped forward. In an instant, Deviana swung the pipe with all her strength. “STAY BACK!” she screamed. The metal struck

Adrian stared at his phone screen, his face pale as ash. His breath came fast and shallow, as if his lungs could no longer hold the air he drew in. The short message he had just received from one of his men sent an icy shiver through his veins.> “Deviana was attacked on the rooftop. Nearly killed. A mysterious man saved her.”His hand clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.“Leviana…” he hissed, venom dripping from every syllable. The name left his lips like a curse that begged to be swallowed by the earth itself.He threw his jacket onto the sofa and stormed out of his office. The employees still working late lowered their gazes instantly, cowed by the searing heat of his expression. Adrian rarely showed emotion, but tonight his presence burned like a wildfire ready to consume anyone in its path.His driver barely had time to open the door before Adrian slipped inside.“To the hospital. Now!” His voice was sharp, leaving no room for hesitation. The old driver immediately sped

Deviana stood before the glass door of Leviana’s apartment, her breath still heavy after the taxi had dropped her a few blocks away. Yesterday’s rain had left the air chilled, but her fury burned like embers, boiling her blood. She pressed the doorbell, her fingers trembling—not from fear, but from the effort of holding herself back so her voice wouldn’t break once all the words she had bottled up came spilling out.The door swung open before the bell had fully rung. Leviana stood in the doorway, makeup flawless, hair perfectly styled—like a queen untouched by chaos. Her eyes narrowed at the sight of Deviana. “Oh, Deviana. On a night like this? Looking for attention again, or do you want to be humiliated in front of guests?” she sneered.“I came to talk,” Deviana’s voice was flat, cold. “Not to play theater.” She stepped inside without waiting for an invitation, shutting the door behind her as if closing a chapter she refused to relive.Leviana smiled faintly, as though finding Devian