All Chapters of Betrayed Princess: Reborn in Vengeance : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

SHAWN.That bastard must have planned this. I swear, the way Normani rushed to him like a fly drawn to light confirmed it. Her voice cracked, her hands trembled, and she fell to the ground beside him, calling his name over and over. She touched his face even when he was fuming, she didn't care.“George!” she cried, panic wrapping around every syllable like chains. Her hands chimed around him like bells. The sight annoyed the shit out of me.I stood there, my jaw tight, watching her cradle him like a baby as if he hadn’t betrayed her. As if he hadn’t sold her out. As if he hadn’t sent her to prison just so he could have Becky all to himself. All because he wanted the empire. How could she be so easy? She didn't even see past his pretense.They say love never dies easily, and at that moment, I believed it. The part of her that belonged to George was still alive and still breathing no matter how much she told herself otherwise or lied to my face.I wanted to drag her away, to snap her ou

SHAWN.Don had called me in the middle of my thoughts.Talking about gold. Yet, I couldn't tell him I had found it and all I had to do was let out the order to my men.But her.She was there.I had to make sure it all worked out without me hurting her. Hurting her would break me deeply.Even now I couldn't leave.I couldn't leave because she was in there with that bastard. She hurt me. She really did that with her words but I couldn't leave knowing she was in there. What kind of person did she think I was? Poison George? No way.I stepped out of my car, needed some air. I stood by the car, leaning against the cool metal, the city’s noise scattered around me.My instincts told me to leave, though, after all, someone like me didn’t owe Normani anything. And she certainly had no right to speak to me the way she did.But there was another part of me that I couldn't quench. The part I didn’t like admitting was that I wanted to stay. I wanted to see her again. Wanted to see the look in her

NORMANI.I walked into Caledonia Holdings clutching my birkin bag like it was the most expensive possession I had ever owned. Ironically, it was the least of my luxury possessions but I could pull off the feeling that tugged at my chest.The glass walls gleamed as sunlight danced across their surface, and the name I had once fought so hard to protect stared back at me in bold silver letters. This company wasn’t just a business. It was the blood, sweat, and dreams I once had. I remembered being a young girl, always working and aiming for the bigger things. However, everything changed when I fell in love. Falling in love takes half one's brain, it did with mine.The moment I arrived, Estella was already in motion, gliding between clients with that confident poise she carried so effortlessly. I joined her in one of the conference rooms where we wrapped up discussions with potential customers who wanted to invest in Caledonia’s jewelry division. The meeting went well, their smiles and nod

NORMANI.The leather seat of the car pressed against my back as Estella drove us down the quiet stretch of road. I had just finished signing the last of the files she had shoved into my lap. She really wanted me to take over as quickly as possible. I knew it came from a place of genuine happiness. Estella had always been one to tell me she would hand over anytime I was ready.I wasn't sure I was ready now to take over once more, earning even more enemies. Estella had always been one to show that she wasn't the real boss, and there was someone behind her - she made her clients know every time. She never took credit for designs, never, and this was why she was the only one I could ever trust.I closed the last file she had told me to read and glanced at Estella. Her eyes weren’t on the road the way they usually were. They were darting and shifting as sharp as knives as she scanned the rearview mirror. I frowned wondering what she was looking at. A new French guy in GLE?“What is it?” I

GEORGE.I didn’t know what Becky wanted from me this time. She had only told me to meet her at the underground once I left the hospital, and though I was still a bit weak from the poison that I had consumed, I still had to be there. I needed to know what she was planning.The underground had some sort of darkness in it. The kind of darkness that crawled on the skin. The kind that had a foul smell. The kind that ran through the skin tightly. I should be used to this by now but I could never. The smell of dried blood filled the air. Walking over to Becky’s basement I found some other men standing next to her.She was seated.Her legs spread. And the guys stood next to her, the air around them strained. Almost evil. They were up to something. Planning something huge.My jaw clenched. Becky hadn’t told me it would be like this. Once she noticed me, she got to her feet. Her heels clicked on the floor.“Y’all know George right?” She asked the guys as I walked closer.“Yes.” The Guys choruse