All Chapters of Betrayed by the Man I Loved: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

When the letter from the regulator had been read aloud, the boardroom erupted into applause."The merger between the Steele Company and Noble Best is now approved," Roosevelt declared, trying hard not to break into a smile. "Congratulations, Mr. Steele. You are now confirmed as the chief executive officer of the new conglomerate.Alexander didn't smile, as everyone else did. He turned his glance across the table—toward Isabella, who sat silently, her hands clasped so tightly that her knuckles were white.Yet only she saw the shadow in his eyes.He stood, nodding politely to the board, but his voice had dropped low as he reached her. “We celebrate later. Quietly. At home.”She swallowed hard and nodded. “I know.”Approval should have been the happiest moment in their lives. Months of stress… constant threats… a battle for their companies… finally settled.But nobody in the room celebrated with their full chest.Because everyone had known that Victor Hayes escaped.And if he was free… t

The next morning, Isabella woke up with a tight knot in her stomach. She had barely slept. The thought of Lisa’s urgent request kept playing in her mind like a broken record.Who was the shadow investor?With whom was Victor working?Alexander had already prepared for the day. Security stood waiting by the elevator. Roosevelt stood beside him with two tablets in hand.“Morning,” Alexander said, pecking Isabella's forehead. “Are you ready?”“No,” she replied truthfully. “But let’s get this over with.”They left for the office, escorted by two security cars. Ethan was to stay home with Kaya and a police officer stationed at the door.Victor's shadow hung over everything.Already chaos had begun at the headquarters of Steele & Noble.The moment they had entered, Roosevelt bustled up to them.“Sir, ma’am… you need to see this.”He pulled out his phone.A headline flashed:"Steele & Noble Accused of Financial Manipulation: Anonymous Insider Speaks."Alexander clamped his jaw. "Anonymous in

That night, Isabella barely slept. It was hard to soothe her pounding heart from the message they had received when Alexander had reassured her that Ethan was safe in his room, still sleeping.It wasn't a kidnapping; it was a warning, a threat, a reminder by Victor that he was watching their every move.At dawn, Isabella stepped into the executive floor with an air of utmost determination. Roosevelt and Lisa were seated already in the war-room-like conference room; papers were strewn about everywhere, their laptops were open, and cups of cold coffee sat beside them.Alexander entered behind her, his expression sharp. “Tell us what you found.”Roosevelt hiked his glasses up. “We stayed up all night. And we finally traced the forged audit documents.”Isabella stepped closer. “Where did they come from?”Lisa clicked something on her laptop, and a chart came up on the big screen. “The offshore fund that was supposedly working with Steele & Noble—Horizon Offshore—was inactive for years. No

For the first time in months, Isabella woke up without the grip of fear in her chest. Alexander had planned a family trip across different countries for the family to ease tension.No ringing phones.No threats.No reporters camping in front of their building.Just quiet.Alexander was standing by the window of their hotel suite in Paris, holding two cups of hot chocolate. “Good morning, love.”She smiled as she moved to him. “You look… peaceful.”“I feel peaceful,” he replied, his lips pressing into her forehead. “We needed this. All three of us.”A soft giggle echoed from behind them.Ethan was up, hair messy, dragging his little teddy bear across the carpet."Mummy," he mumbled sleepily, "can we see the big tower today?"Isabella hunched over, embracing him firmly. “Yes, baby. We shall see everything.”It was the first time that Ethan sounded like a carefree five-year-old again. No fear in his eyes, no tension in his voice.Alexander ruffled the boy's hair. "Breakfast first. Eiffel

The moment the plane landed in New York, Isabella felt her heartbeat slow. Home. After days of traveling and loving, healing, and discovering she was pregnant, stepping back onto familiar ground felt like stepping into a new life.Alexander held her hand tightly, almost as if he sensed her thoughts."We're starting over," he whispered. "This time, nothing will break us."Ethan was bouncing excitedly beside them, dragging his small suitcase in zigzags across the airport floor. "Are we going home now? Can I tell Auntie Kaya I saw a real boathouse in Venice?"“Yes, baby,” Isabella said, laughing. “You can tell her everything.”They reached the car, and as they settled in, Ethan leaned forward to tap Isabella's shoulder impatiently."Mummy?" he called out in a loud whisper. "I have a question."Alexander looked at her, doing his best not to smile. “Should we tell him now?”Isabella exhaled softly. “Yes. It’s time.”She turned in her seat, holding Ethan's tiny hand. "Sweetheart… Mummy and