All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

When Chloe stepped into the room, she was paralyzed by the sheer carnage.Every piece of furniture that could be overturned was flipped. Anything that could be smashed lay in a million jagged pieces. Quilts, bedsheets, and designer clothes were strewn across the floor like a landfill.Beyond that, the room was a mosaic of destruction: shredded book pages, pulverized plastic toys, and glass shards. A heavy wooden stool lay cracked and twisted in a corner.Most shocking of all, every single leather surface—from the headboard to the accent chairs—had been gouged with deep, jagged holes. The pristine white walls were pockmarked with dents, and the expensive mahogany desk and wardrobe were crisscrossed with deep scratches.If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Chloe would never have believed that the shy, doll-like "little puppy" she met yesterday possessed such terrifying destructive power. This wasn't a tantrum; it was a disaster zone.Xavier isn't raising a son, she realized, a chill

However, the regret hit Chloe almost as soon as she picked up her chopsticks.Sitting between these two "refrigerators" was agonizing. Throughout the entire meal, neither father nor son uttered a single word. The silence was heavy, awkward, and cold. Chloe felt a sudden pang of dread realizing that this was to be her life from now on.Still, she had to admit that Xavier possessed a natural, aristocratic grace. Watching him eat was like watching a masterclass in etiquette—refined, precise, and visually captivating.By the time dinner concluded, Chloe glanced at the wall clock. It was 11:00 PM.These two really know how to starve, she thought.After a night of chaos, the little boy was finally fading. When Xavier moved to take him for a bath, the "little puppy" gripped Chloe’s hand with surprising strength, refusing to let go. It took three repeated promises that she wasn't going anywhere before he finally released his hold."Is their life always this... unregulated?" Chloe asked, turni

Nanny White smiled, her eyes lingering on the other honors listed in the report. "The Madam is far more accomplished than anyone imagined."Xavier glanced at Chloe’s transcripts and let out a dismissive snort. "Aside from her mediocre grades, she seems to have excelled in every possible form of play."His implication was clear: Chloe Bishop was a socialite who lacked serious ambition and spent her life chasing hobbies.Nanny White simply nodded in polite agreement.Closing the folder, Xavier gave a stern command. "Keep a close eye on her while I’m away. Nothing can go wrong with Liam Jr. again."The smile vanished from Nanny White’s face, replaced by a mask of professional gravity. "Understood, Master Xavier.""Dismissed."Xavier waved her away and retreated to his bedroom. He tapped a finger against a sleek tablet, and the nursery's live feed flickered onto the liquid crystal screen, showing two peaceful, sleeping faces.Looking at his son tucked snugly in Chloe’s arms, the frost in

Inside the ornate halls of the Grayson estate, the Old Madam Grayson—a woman as sharp-witted as she was wealthy—had invited her inner circle of "old sisters" for a game of Mahjong. After several rounds, she was cleaning house, her laughter echoing through the room."Oh, my! I have to say, Master Tyson's prediction was spot on," the Old Madam chirped, stacking her winning tiles. "Chloe just stepped through the door yesterday afternoon, and look at my luck today! She truly is a vessel of fortune for this family."Hearing this, Old Madam Julian pulled a long face and glared across the table. "You old fox! You played me dirty. We agreed you wouldn't compete with me for her. Now that Julian is coming back, how am I supposed to explain this to him?"Years ago, when Chloe Bishop was born, the legendary fortune teller Master Tyson had been recovering in the same hospital. He had proclaimed that this girl was born with a "treasure basin"—whoever married her would see their family, their busine

Chloe had no idea what was brewing in the Old Madam’s mind, but the mere mention of a wedding was enough to startle her. "I really don't think a wedding is that important," she said softly, trying to sound as humble as possible. "There's no need to go through all that trouble. As long as Xavier and I are happy, that’s all that matters."To climb into the Grayson family’s good graces, she had practically been ready to kneel before Xavier. How could she dare dream of a grand, glittering wedding?After speaking, she caught Nanny White's eye. Did I handle that right? she wondered. Nanny White gave a subtle, encouraging nod, and Chloe felt a small wave of relief.But Old Madam Grayson was not so easily swayed. "That absolutely won't do," she insisted, her voice firm despite her smile. "If we don't have a wedding, how am I supposed to look your mother in the eye and explain ourselves?"Chloe went silent. My parents? They would certainly want to see her married off with dignity and prestige.