All Chapters of Revenge of the Billionaire's Betrayed Bride: Chapter 71 - Chapter 78

"Hmmm... it all started after that event, I guess." Fidelia paused, the pieces finally clicking together in her mind. The bridge. The blackout. Nyra taking over.It made sense now."Did the doctor say anything about a cure?" she asked, her voice more urgent. "I've been trying to reach him since I woke up, but his phone is off."Adrian scratched his head, looking almost guilty. "That's on me. I broke his phone.""You what?""He wouldn't tell me what happened during your session. Kept citing doctor-patient confidentiality." Adrian's jaw tightened at the memory. "I may have... lost my temper.""Oh, nicely done," Fidelia said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Threatening the one doctor who actually understands what's wrong with me. What if he refuses to see me again?"‘Great. Just great. The one person who might be able to help me, and Andrian , scared him off.’"Well, I blame you," Adrian said."You blame—" Fidelia stopped mid-sentence, staring at him in disbelief. "How is this possibly

Everyone turned to look at Hela—Elijah's older sister, the only person in the family who dared to stand up to him.Charles sat back slightly, watching with interest. So that's why she's here. To protect Adrian. Like always."Stay out of this, Hela," Elijah said coldly. "This is my family. My son.""And he's my nephew," Hela shot back. "Which means I have every right to support him. Maybe you should try doing the same instead of treating him like a business asset.""Mom," Hela said, turning to Eleanor, "tell Elijah to let Adrian make his own choice. Let him marry the woman he wants. You promised me this wouldn't happen again—that you wouldn't let Elijah control every aspect of his children's lives.""I'm starting to doubt that," Elijah said, his voice like ice. "No son of mine would dare go against my word."Helena's fork clattered against her plate. "Elijah, what are you saying?" Her voice was barely above a whisper, but there was a tremor of desperation in it. "He is your son. Our so

"Yes. I know who killed your parents, and I have evidence you can use to get your revenge on the person."Fidelia's breath caught. "Who… who killed them?"Elijah didn't reply. He only looked at her, studying her reaction, deliberately withholding the answer she so desperately needed."Please," Fidelia said, her voice breaking. "Please tell me who killed my parents. Give me the evidence. I beg you I'll do anything. Please."Tears burned in her eyes as the words tumbled out. She hated begging. Hated showing weakness. But she needed this.She needed to know who had made her an orphan. Who had left her to suffer all these years. She wanted to know what her parents had done that they deserved death.This man had the answers. And she knew…she knew he wouldn't give them easily. But she had to try.Elijah let the silence stretch, watching her squirm. Finally, he spoke."I'll give you everything you want to know. Every detail about that night. All the evidence you need to destroy the person re

Andrian went very still."What did he ask you to do?""He wants me to spy on you," Fidelia said, the words tumbling out now. "To report back to him. To get your shares and turn them over to him. He said if I don't..."She closed her eyes. "He said I'll never know who killed my parents. I'll never get justice."Andrian was quiet for a long moment.Then, slowly, he let go of her wrist.Fidelia's heart raced as she said inwardly.'I didn't chose to betray you Andrian, I just couldn't ' Andrian let go of her wrist but he didn't walk away.Instead, he reached up and gently wiped a tear from her cheek with his thumb."Then we'll find the evidence ourselves," he said simply.Fidelia blinked. "What?""If my father has proof, then the proof exists. And if it exists, we can find it."His eyes were fierce, determined."You're not doing this alone, Fidelia. You never were.""But he said—""I don't care what he said," Andrian interrupted. "My father is a manipulator. He uses people's pain against