All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

The living room of the Bishop Manor felt warmer than it had in days, the air finally clear of Xavier’s freezing presence. Madam Bishop (Jane) accepted the gift from Liam Jr. with a gracious smile, turning to the boy."Liam, this is my mother. She’s Chloe’s grandmother."The boy paused, his small brow furrowing as he processed the complex web of adult relationships. Chloe’s grandmother? My 'Auntie's' mother's mother? Once the math clicked, he turned to Old Mrs. Bishop and offered a stiff, slightly awkward, yet perfectly executed gentleman’s bow."So this is the little Liam you told me about, Jane?" the grandmother said, her eyes twinkling with genuine affection. "He’s a handsome one. No wonder Chloe is always praising how clever and well-behaved you are."Liam Jr.’s eyes practically sparkled. Chloe praised me? The "High-Cold" facade cracked instantly, replaced by a shy, hopeful glow.The Soft Side of the Grayson HeirWhen Chloe finally descended the stairs, Liam Jr. didn't wait. He spr

The night air on the balcony was thin, but for Chloe Bishop, it felt like the only place she could breathe. The rhythmic ring... ring... of the phone was a high-stakes countdown. Standing just a few feet away, Vince felt his palms slick with sweat. He knew better than anyone that Xavier Grayson hadn't stepped foot in his office all day.Before leaving the estate with Liam Jr., Vince had seen the "Demon CEO" staring at his phone—the same one that had survived a fall onto the lawn the night before. When Vince had dared to ask why he wasn't joining them, Xavier had simply muttered, "Wait a little longer."Vince knew that Xavier was waiting for this exact call. In all his years serving the Grayson family, he had never seen the master so tethered to a device for anything other than a billion-dollar deal. But as the seconds ticked by, Vince wondered: Did he give up? Or is he so angry from the wait that he’s decided to ignore her?At the very last second, the line clicked open."What is it?"

There is a saying that a beautiful face is common, but a truly distinguished aura is one in a million.Xavier Grayson was the living embodiment of that truth. His nobility wasn't a costume or an act; it was innate, woven into the very fabric of his being. He possessed the natural gravity of a monarch, where a single, sweeping glance carried the weight of an imperial decree. As he strode across the Bishop Manor, he moved with the rhythmic, lethal elegance of a hunting leopard, his obsidian eyes locked with predatory focus on Chloe Bishop.Despite the magnetic pull of his presence, Chloe didn't swoon. Instead, she felt a cold shiver of memory—the damp walls of the cellar—and she calmly turned her face away, refusing to meet his gaze.The crowd instinctively parted. Guests who had been staring in awe moments ago suddenly lowered their eyes, unable to withstand the sheer pressure of his proximity.Vince stepped forward and handed Xavier a leather-bound folder. Without breaking stride, Xav

The air in the dining hall felt like it was thickening, turning into a suffocating fog of secondary embarrassment. Aunt Sarah’s blatant solicitation wasn't just a breach of etiquette; it was a tactical strike against Chloe Bishop’s standing in the Grayson family. How was Chloe ever supposed to hold her head up in front of her in-laws after this?Yet, Aunt Sarah remained stubbornly oblivious, or perhaps she simply didn't care. "Why shouldn't we be in a hurry?" she retorted, her voice sharp with a defensive greed. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a prime storefront these days? The monthly rent alone is astronomical! We’ve just returned and haven't found our footing. If family won't help us, how are we supposed to start?"She turned her gaze back to Xavier Grayson, her eyes gleaming. "Our nephew-in-law has assets and connections all over Haicheng. A small matter like this is just a sentence for him. He already said he’d help. We’re all one family, why act like strangers?"Chlo

Chloe Bishop’s almond-shaped eyes met Xavier Grayson’s piercing gaze. Her expression remained flat, almost detached. "Donovan Tang has no reason to do that," she said quietly. "And even if he did, that is between you men in the business world. It has nothing to do with me.""A fine 'nothing to do with me.'"Xavier’s grip on her jaw tightened, his fingers digging into her skin with a cold, mechanical force. The air in the room grew so heavy it felt impossible to draw a breath. "Chloe, you truly are a master of playing the fool."With a sudden, sharp motion, he shoved her away. Chloe, already off-balance from leaning over him, tumbled to the carpeted floor.She didn't cry out. Instead, a faint, tragic smile touched her lips as she looked up at him from the ground. "It seems," she whispered, her voice laced with a profound sorrow, "that you didn't listen to a single word I said the other day."Everything she had poured out—her fears, her dignity, her plea for basic respect—had been disca