All Chapters of Revenge Born of Betrayal: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Morning arrived without much change.But for Aurora, everything felt different.She had prepared herself from the very beginning. There was no hesitation in her steps. No delay.Today was the day every question had to be answered.Aurora stepped into the car.“We’re going straight to the lab,” she said briefly.The car moved. No conversation followed. Aurora simply stared ahead. Her thoughts were no longer scattered like before.Everything had narrowed down to one point.Today.Elsewhere—The air in the room was far colder than before.But this time, not because of ice.Lily lay slumped on the floor. Her body was still wet. The same clothes clung to her—unchanged, undried.No food. No water.Time moved, but not for her.The door opened.Footsteps entered. Measured. Unhurried.Peter Walker stopped a few steps away from Lily.She didn’t lift her head immediately, but her breathing shifted.Weak.“You’re still alive,” Peter said flatly.Lily let out a hoarse laugh.“Disappointed?”Peter

Morning came with no visible change on the surface.But inside that house, something had already begun moving faster than it appeared.Aurora stood in the study. All the files were open. Old and new data had been reorganized.Nothing was missing.Her assistant stood in front of the desk. As always—calm. Waiting for the next instruction.“I’ve rechecked the entire route,” he said. “There’s nothing suspicious.”Aurora didn’t respond immediately.She picked up one sheet.The old result.Then another.The new result.There was only one difference—The sample.Aurora lowered the papers slowly.“It’s impossible for everything to be clean,” she said.The assistant didn’t argue.“If it wasn’t at the lab…” Aurora continued quietly, “…then it happened before that.”Her gaze lifted. Straight toward the man in front of her.A few seconds passed. No one moved.Then another voice entered.“Which means someone handled the sample… before it got there.”Darius Harrington stood at the doorway.Aurora t

That morning, Aurora’s house felt quieter than usual.Not the kind of quiet that brought comfort.But the kind that came after a massive storm had passed, leaving wreckage behind that still hadn’t been cleared away.Aurora stood in front of the study window.The report files about her assistant were still spread across the desk. The police had arrived early that morning. Everything had been handed over. CCTV footage. The sample delivery route. Even the hidden communications recovered from the man’s devices.And the more everything was uncovered—the more Aurora realized the betrayal had been going on for a long time.“He switched the sample when the vehicle stopped at a red light,” one of the officers explained. “We found footage from a street camera.”Aurora didn’t answer.“And we also discovered transfers to several different accounts,” the man continued. “Including ones under Lily’s name.”That name surfaced again.But this time, it no longer shook Aurora the way it once had.She w

Dante stood still for several seconds.The hope that had risen moments ago slowly faded again.“If it’s not Aurora… then who is it?” he asked quietly.The guard didn’t answer.“See for yourself.”Dante finally followed the man toward another visitation room.Not the usual room crowded with prisoners’ families.This one was smaller. More private.And when the door opened—Dante stopped in his tracks.Peter Walker was sitting there.The man looked as calm as ever. Dark suit. Perfect posture. As if this wasn’t a prison, but an ordinary business meeting room.Dante stared at him for a few seconds.“I didn’t expect my visitor to be an old man like you,” Dante said coldly.Peter wasn’t offended.“I also didn’t expect your life to end up in a place like this.”Dante sat down across from him. “What do you want?”Peter leaned back slightly.“I just wanted to see how you were doing.”Dante let out a short laugh. “And what do you think?”“Calmer,” Peter replied. “But not any smarter.”Dante’s ex

The black folder remained open on the desk.Peter Walker sat in silence for a few moments before finally taking out the last sheet inside.A will.The paper was old. Its corners had begun to yellow with age. But the contents were still perfectly clear.Peter reread every line the late Mr. Blackwood had written years ago.Sentence after sentence.Decision after decision.And one section no one had ever known about.He closed his eyes briefly.Then placed the will back on the desk.“I’ve kept this hidden for too long,” he murmured quietly.One of his men stood nearby.“Are you going to tell her?”Peter looked up.“Not yet.”“If Darius keeps investigating—”“I know.”Peter slowly rose to his feet and walked toward the large window in his study.The city lights glowed in the distance.“That boy is too much like his father,” Peter said quietly. “The more you try to stop him, the deeper he digs.”His subordinate remained silent.At Aurora’s house, the night was calmer than it had been in da