All Chapters of Billionaire's Broken vows, Bitter Revenge : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

📘 CHAPTER 80 — Broken VowsPOV: CastorCastor did not follow them out.He stayed seated long after Melissa and Evelyn Crowe disappeared through the doors, long after the lawyer packed his files, long after the room emptied of voices that suddenly feared silence.He stayed because moving felt like surrender.The chair beneath him creaked when he finally leaned back, eyes fixed on the space Melissa had occupied. That calm face. That steady voice. That look like she had already won something he didn’t even know he was fighting for.Free, she had said.The word scraped against him.Alice was pacing now, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. “This isn’t over,” she said, more to herself than to him. “It can’t be.”Castor didn’t respond.Because in his head, it already was.Not the war but the lie.For years, everything had been simple. Clean. He was William’s only son. The heir. The successor. The future of the Williams name. Even when Melissa existed, she had been nothing m

Chapter 82: The Matriarch’s CracksAlice Williams had always believed she was untouchable.Even as age began to touch the corners of her eyes, she carried herself like a woman who had conquered fate itself — the perfect wife, the flawless hostess, the mother of the heir.But that morning, as the staff whispered and the newspaper headlines shouted “Melissa Williams Takes Control of Father’s Estate”, Alice felt the first real crack in her armor.She was seated in the garden, a porcelain teacup balanced delicately between her fingers. Her reflection rippled in the tea, her once-composed expression slowly warping into something she didn’t recognize.Fear.Castor had refused to come downstairs. He hadn’t spoken much since the will reading.And Lisa her darling, clever Lisa had been glowing. Too happy.That foolish smile she wore after meeting Melissa in the study had unsettled Alice deeply.Something was shifting in the house.Something she couldn’t control.“Ma’am,” the housekeeper said

Chapter 84: The House She ChoseMelissa did not return to the Williams estate.When the car turned off the familiar road, the driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror, uncertain.“Miss Williams… this isn’t the way home.”Melissa looked out the window, her reflection calm against the darkened glass. “It is for me.”The city lights blurred past as the estate disappeared behind them its gates, its memories, its ghosts. She didn’t look back. Not once.The house she had rented sat on a quiet street far from the noise of the Williams name. Modern. Clean lines. Tall windows. No history clinging to the walls. No whispers in the corners.She stepped inside alone.That mattered.The air smelled new. Untouched. The kind of place where nothing had been broken yet.Melissa placed her bag down slowly, walking through the living room, the kitchen, the staircase leading up to the bedroom she had chosen herself. No one had assigned her a room. No one had reminded her of what she owed.She sto

CHAPTER 86 — When the World Notices Her Again(with close focus on Melissa & Jaden)Melissa Williams did not announce her return.She simply appeared.The industry noticed first.A charity gala hosted by the Fashion Council neutral ground, prestigious, impossible to ignore. The kind of place where reputations were measured not by words but by who paused when you entered a room.When Melissa stepped in, conversation thinned.Not stopped.Just… softened.She wore black not mourning, not power dressing. Something elegant and restrained, cinched at the waist, her hair pinned loosely at the nape of her neck. No dramatic makeup. No statement jewelry.She didn’t need it.She moved with the quiet confidence of someone who knew she belonged anywhere she stood.And for the first time since her return, she smiled.Not widely. Not falsely.Just enough to show she was no longer carrying herself like a woman prepared for war.People approached her.Carefully at first.Then eagerly.“Ms. Williams.”

CHAPTER 88 — The Name That Wouldn’t Stay BuriedPOV: JadenJaden didn’t remember leaving the building.One moment, he was standing near the glass corridor, watching Melissa Williams walk past him like he was nothing more than air. The next, he was in his car, hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly his knuckles had gone white.She hadn’t even flinched.No anger. No pain. No accusation in her eyes.Just distance.That was what crushed him the most.For years, he had convinced himself that if Melissa ever returned, she would be furious. Bitter. Cold. He had prepared himself to beg, to explain, to justify his choices with excuses that sounded better in his head than they ever would aloud.But the woman he saw today didn’t need explanations.She didn’t need him.Jaden exhaled slowly, leaning his head back against the seat. The city moved around him horns blaring, people rushing, life continuing as if something monumental hadn’t just happened.Melissa was back.And the world hadn’t st