All Chapters of Betrayed By My Ex: I Married His Uncle: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

189 Chapters

141 - Suffocating care

Cassandra’s POVThe accident brought the shoot to an unexpected halt.What had been bright lights, cameras, and controlled glamour with celebrities giving their best smiles took a sharp turn into a flashing hazard and complete chaos; crew members were shouting, everyone was coordinated outside and security red tape was stretched across half the studio. The studio became a restricted area, the crushed lighting rig sat in the middle of the set, its metal bars were bent at unnatural angles, wires hanging everywhere and scattered all over the scene.No one was pretending anymore. This wasn’t a “technical issue.” This was serious. The set was arranged yesterday and before the shoot started every equipment was inspected because of how high profile it was.Producers huddled in tight circles, whispering urgently. They were dreading the fact that Rhys was almost injured at a Von Duvall set. Two dangerous names they couldn't afford to offend. The security footage was analysed from diff

142 - Trouble again

Cassandra’s POV I didn't glance at Sinclair as the car drove, my chest felt heavy for unknown reasons. I didn't understand his behaviour from the day the wedding was cancelled. He kept on acting like I was the one who hurt him when he was the bastard fucking my sister behind my back My back leaned against the chair and I closed my eyes trying to relax as the car drove down the road. I tried to relax myrelaxed after a long day. The car arrived at the hillside estate after a long drive. From the windows, I could see the lit windows filled with lights pouring out. The door was pulled open and I stepped out The crisp winter air welcomed me, and I shuddered a bit. The winter has been getting colder by the day. It was evening, the orange hue of sunset had already started to spread in the blue sky, making the villa look more alluring. I stood outside the villa for a while, who had also gotten out looked worried. "Is anything the matter madam?" He asked politely, drawing my atte

143 - Sinclair's tricks

Alaric’s POV Board meetings always felt like a battlefield disguised as polished wood and tailored suits. Today was no different. It was annoying sitting on a chair listening to things I already know for hours. I couldn't skip today since it was the quarterly review. A long table stretched across the room, screens glowing with charts and projections, executives seated in perfect order according to rank and influence. At the head sat Chairman Fredrick Von Duvall, my father, silent as ever but missing nothing. His presence alone was enough to keep everyone on their toes. Alistair was heading the meeting, he stood to begin, holding his tablet, his voice was already prepared with that smooth corporate confidence he had done a dozen times. My gaze drifted across the table, counting faces out of habit rather than curiosity until it stopped at a seat. One chair was empty. A smile curled at the corner of my lips barely noticeable but my eyes were cold realising who it was. I leane

144 - We aren't family

Alaric’s POV “Brother-in-law… could you spare me a moment?” a sickly sweet voice chimed. Her tone was so sweet it made my stomach flip. I still didn't bother glancing at her. I was definitely not in the mood for whatever games she wanted to play. My eyes drifted to Nathan. "Get the car ready. We are leaving soon." I said with a calm tone. Completely ignoring the bug that wasn't worth a second glance. Nathan was a bit startled but quickly understood. "Yes sir..." he nodded understandingly. I continued towards my office but some people didn't know how to take a hint. She ran towards the door and stood blocking it. My way. There was this fiery defiant look in her eyes that reminded me of Cassandra. That only made my mood worse. Whom did she think she was standing in my way? Her sharp Hazel eyes stared back at me. "Just spare me a listening ear. It won't look good on the Von Duvall family that you treat your wife's family as trash." She boldly said and everyone held their breath

145 - A truce

Cassandra’s POV "Are you having a drug problem?" I couldn't help but ask seeing her hide the wrist watch box because I couldn’t figure out why she would be stealing from Alaric Her expression froze for a split second before she scoffed loudly. “You’re insane,” she snapped. “What kind of ridiculous accusation is that?” she hissed at me trying to break from my grip. I didn’t release her wrist. The watch box was still trapped between us. There was no way I was right.. Why was she involved in drugs? She was just 14 for crying out loud. I was still watching cartoons at her age. My gaze darkened. “Then explain why you’re stealing,” I replied evenly. Her face twisted. "Stop acting like a saint." She spat. "I am grounded and my allowance now goes through you. I need money and it has nothing to do with you!” she shot back, trying to twist free. "So you were raised to steal. I am pretty sure Alaric wouldn't like the sound of that." I snickered and her face flushed red. "You..you.

146 - The bait

Cassandra’s POV “And if I don’t accept?” she asked quietly I turned to face her fully. “Then we’ll wait for Alaric to return.” The silence stretched. Priscilla stared at me head-on. I honestly thought I had been able to get the message straight to her But boy was I wrong. Teenagers were very difficult to handle especially rich brats like Priscilla. Despite everything, Priscilla refused to talk. She stood in front of me with her chin tipped up and her arms folded tightly across her chest, every muscle in her body rigid with defiance. Her glare burned straight through me as if she had already decided she’d won whatever battle she thought we were fighting. “You’re making things up,” she muttered coldly. “So what if I was at a tattoo parlour?” she sneered her eyes turned sharper. The casual tone didn’t fool me. My lips curled slightly, not amused, just tired. “Then why are you nervous?” I asked quietly. The way she reacted earlier confirmed my suspicions already but I gue

147 - She went rogue

Alaric’s POVAurelia's sheer audacity was unnerving. I ignored her, paying her no mind. Nathan followed behind cautiously as he closed the door behind me."I will get security to escort her out if she refuses to move," Nathan's voice rang behind me. I didn't bother with Aurelia anymore. He knew what to do."Get the car ready, we are leaving," I instructed immediately. As soon as Nathan got my instructions, he pulled out his phone to make some calls.I was still worked up by everything. Sinclair and Cassandra’s accident and this unpleasant situation.The Sterling family really had the audacity to approach me today, asking for my support as if I owed them anything. Really, the nerve."Sir, everything is ready," Nathan informed me shortly.I nodded, about to leave. That was when my phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out to see a familiar caller ID.It was Cassandra. Normally, I’d have ignored the call since my mood was foul enough, but I remembered her accident earlier tod

148 - Hostage

Cassandra’s POVPriscilla was really up to no good. It was a hunch, but I didn't expect it to be true. My grip curled on the edges of the curtains as I watched her figure, dressed in black, sneak across the garden.Alaric didn't seem pleased for obvious reasons. He stepped back from the window. I heard him instruct someone to follow her."I am going after her," he said. My brows furrowed. He looked exhausted and now he had to handle this. My gaze lingered on his tired face that was framed by the outside light in the dark room."You should go to bed early," he added and didn't bother to wait for my reply when he started moving towards the door. I clenched my fists before running after him. He paused on hearing footsteps running after him.He glanced over with a brow arched. "You are not thinking of coming over." That wasn't a question. He didn't want me following him, but I wanted to come."I want to." His brows twitched, then he bowed his head, sighing and rubbing his temples."You kn

149 - A swap

Alaric’s POVI could have gone in the moment we arrived.A cartel didn’t scare me. I had survived harsher things than a room full of armed men; military drills, combat training, controlled chaos designed to break weaker men. Fear was never the problem. I never imagined Priscilla would be in a situation like this. I was aware of how I neglected her. Work had swallowed up my time, I thought she understood, and I told myself she was safe after all the effort I had made to keep her safe. I never imagined she would walk straight into danger like this.The only thing that stopped me from storming that building earlier… was Cassandra. Sunshine was brave, but impulsive when emotions ran high. I couldn’t drag her into a firefight, and I couldn’t leave her alone outside either. So I stayed counting the seconds as I held her shaking body through the chaos even though every instinct in me screamed to move.By then I already knew the operation had gone wrong the moment the bullet rang.

150 - The swap

Alaric’s POV The cartel boss did not answer immediately. The offer was too tempting and a bit absurd, yet I was willing to walk into danger. Suspicion flickered across his face as he studied me from head to toe, weighing risk against reward. I could almost hear the calculation turning behind his eyes. He did not trust easily, considering his career path, but greed was always the downfall of men. “You really think I’m stupid enough to refuse that?” he muttered at last, his voice rough with disbelief. “The mighty Von Duvall walking straight into my hands. That is a bigger prize than this girl ever was.” His fingers tightened slightly on Priscilla’s shoulder before he jerked his chin toward me. “Fine. But you come to me in cuffs. I want him restrained before he moves an inch.” he demanded. He pressed the barrel closer to Priscilla’s skin and she whimpered. A ripple of tension spread through the officers behind me. The negotiator stiffened immediately, shaking his head. “That is o

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