All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

"How can someone be so utterly devoid of a conscience?"Coach Lee trembled violently, looking as if a decade had been carved into his face in a single heartbeat. "It's gone... Team Swift is gone. Everything is gone." He slumped, the weight of his perceived sins crushing his spirit. He believed he was the one who had led the team to this graveyard.Chloe Bishop watched his retreating, shaky silhouette, and the image of Ethan’s bright, sun-drenched smile flashed in her mind. It was a sharp, physical ache. The Lee father and son were heroes of the track, and a hero’s story should never end in such hollow desolation.The surrounding crowd couldn't help but murmur in sympathy. "To think the legendary Team Swift has fallen this far," one spectator sighed. Another shook his head, "Swift is an institution. It’s a tragedy that we might never see that emblem on a starting grid again." Even some who defended Feifei earlier began to waver. "Regardless of a contract, the man practically raised her

The crowd erupted in whispers, stunned by the sheer audacity of Chloe Bishop. Did the "First Socialite" actually mean that even Feifei, the reigning champion, wasn't qualified to stand on the same track as her right now?The onlookers were baffled. Where did this pampered heiress get the confidence to speak such arrogant words to a professional like Feifei?Feifei’s expression shifted slightly, her mask of composure flickering before she forced a thin, patronizing smile. "Chloe, confidence is a wonderful thing, but don't say your cousin didn't warn you—racing is a brutal world. I truly hope to see you at the National Qualifiers in a month and a half. I’m looking forward to it. Just make sure you don’t back out at the last minute!"Feifei’s words were calculated and perfect. To the crowd, it sounded like the graceful veteran humoring a delusional amateur. They began to imagine the scene: if Chloe couldn't even make it past the preliminary gates of the Qualifiers, she would become the u

The whispers in the crowd were thick with doubt, but many seemed to have developed selective amnesia. They had already forgotten the viral video from just a few nights ago—the grainy footage of a mysterious girl in a Bugatti whose precision and speed had left every professional at this track breathless.Chloe Bishop ignored the noise. She exchanged contact information with Coach Lee and formalized their agreement: she would officially report to Team Swift the following morning.Before leaving, Chloe wanted to give Liam Jr. a taste of the track. She borrowed a practice car from Coach Lee, buckling the silent boy into the passenger seat while Lyra hopped into the back. Because she had a child on board, Chloe drove with extreme caution, maintaining a steady, safe pace.Naturally, the other racers began to jeer. "Look at that speed! She drives like a grandma," one shouted. "How is she going to enter the National Qualifiers with those skills?"Serena, who was still hanging around with Feif

The atmosphere was thick with resentment. To everyone watching, Serena was Feifei’s lackey; by striking Serena’s face, Chloe Bishop was effectively slapping Feifei’s as well."Am I being a bully?" Chloe asked, turning an innocent gaze toward Lyra.Lyra shook her head vigorously. "Of course not! How could we be the bullies? Serena was the one acting like a stray dog, chasing us down the track with her constant provocations. A sickly cat tried to pull a tiger’s whiskers and got swiped—that’s just a death wish, not bullying."Lyra then turned to the crowd of watching racers. "You all saw how arrogant Serena was just a few minutes ago. She clearly thought she could pick on Chloe because she’s a newcomer, but she overplayed her hand and got crushed. Can you really blame us for that?"The crowd answered in a thunderous unison: "No!"Most of the spectators were clear-headed. They had witnessed Serena's insufferable behavior from the start. Now that she had lost, she wanted to play the victim

After leaving the racetrack behind, Lyra was in high spirits, insisting that Chloe Bishop treat her to a massive celebratory feast. Chloe glanced down at Liam Jr., who was watching her with those large, clear eyes, his face looking incredibly adorable and expectant. It was impossible to say no to that face.As they drove toward the city, the adrenaline from the race began to fade, replaced by the weight of reality. Chloe turned to Lyra, her voice tinged with a hint of worry. "We really made a scene today. If I end up losing the National Qualifiers after all that talk, neither of us will be able to show our faces in public ever again."Lyra blinked her phoenix-shaped eyes, looking at Chloe with unwavering intensity. "Are you going to lose?"Chloe fell silent for a few seconds, mentally calculating her current skill level against the data she had seen from recent professional circuits. "Based on the race results from the last two years, I’d say a top-five finish is a conservative estima