All Chapters of Revenge of the Billionaire's Betrayed Bride: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Well, seeing as you’ve asked me to meet your family for introductions,” Fidelia said, crossing one leg over the other, “I suggest you sign the marriage contract first.” Adrian arched a brow. “Hmm. I see what you’re doing.” He smirked faintly. “But no tricks, Fidelia. I already agreed to bring you. The deal with George still stands.” “Not a problem.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a brown envelope, placing it on the table between them with a soft thud. Adrian took his time opening it, scanning the papers as she spoke. “The terms are simple,” Fidelia said evenly. “Eight months. That’s how long this marriage needs to last. After that, we can dissolve it quietly.” Adrian’s eyes flicked up at her. “Eight months? That’s awfully specific.” “Eight months is all I need,” she replied, her tone sharp. “For my revenge. For putting things in place.” He skimmed further, then gave a small, amused snort. “You’ve outlined boundaries. No sharing private lives. Only act like

Fidelia knew she couldn’t waste today. This was one of the days that mattered most the coin she’d invested in was about to skyrocket, and if she timed it right, her gains could fund everything that came next. She had done all the planning, all the calculations. She just needed to be alert when the window opened. So, she set an alarm for 20 minutes before launch, shut her laptop, and lay down for a nap. She hadn’t rested all night, and now that the ground was moving beneath George’s feet, she deserved at least an hour of peace. Meanwhile At the office Andrian stood before the floor-to-ceiling mirror in his apartment, adjusting the cuffs of his suit. His eyes were cold, sharp, focused. Today wasn’t about subtlety. Today was about leverage. He left the house, drove straight to the office, and walked in like he owned the building. Because after today — he just might. He got to the top floor, called his assistant, and gave a single instruction: "Bring George to me. Now.”

Andrian drove recklessly, not even bothering to watch his speed. All he could think about was Fidelia — the possibility that she was in trouble kept flashing in his mind like a warning siren. When he got in front of her house, he parked haphazardly, not even checking if he had done it right. He flung open the car door and ran toward the gate, not caring to shut it behind him. Luckily, the gate was open. Before entering, he paused. That was when he noticed Fidelia’s car parked beside the wall of the house.'She’s inside' That certainty hit him like a punch. He bolted through the compound and reached the front door. He pressed the doorbell. No answer. He pressed it again, harder this time. Still nothing. Then he started banging loudly on the door. Inside, Bridget and Alice rushed into the living room, startled by the loud noise. When they saw Andrian through the peephole, Bridget immediately started panicking. “What is he doing here?” she whispered, heart racing. Alice, calm

Then they heard a glass fall and break and immediately they were shocked. Only Maya was outside so they quickly dressed back and rushed out to check what was wrong. “What happened?” Andrian said as he looked at his sister who was in a drunken state. “Sorry I mistakenly broke the bottle” Maya said and opened her eyes to see the two of them. “You too look busy” she squinted her eyes and pointed a finger at the two of them and the fell asleep “You…” Andrian really wanted to throw curses; he could only hold it. “She is drunk, you should help her to bed” Fidelia said with a grin as she turned and walked back to her room. She still needed to rest. She had a long bad day today and it didn't make her feel happy at all. Her Step sister and her Step mother had done a lot of damage to her both in her heart, body and money. She had been with her phone throughout so she could sell the coin she had bought when it was the right time but she couldn’t know that it had dipped. She kept thinkin

The hacker had been waiting for a while now, after noticing that the account of his target had been empty for quite a while. He was starting to doubt if he had realized or not, but he kept on waiting. Then, all of a sudden, he saw a huge amount of money enter into his target’s bank account, his crypto wallet too and everything had been funded back. Then he took the chance. He straightened up in his chair and started typing a series of code on his keyboard, eyes locked on the screen. He kept at it for a while, then finally got access into the account and wiped everything off. It was so smooth he didn’t even break a sweat. He was counting the figures when a notification popped up on the screen. He cleared it, and the next second, he saw the account being drained of its money. ‘What the fuck?’ He started typing furiously, trying to stop whoever was hacking him, trying to block the other person but it was too late. All the funds were already gone. The balance was empty. Another not