All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 431 - Chapter 440

Chloe Bishop took the documents and began reading through them carefully. The company placed great importance on this electronics project, but many competitors were eyeing it as well. Bishop Group had never ventured into this field before—securing the deal would be no small feat."Who's the person in charge?"The materials didn't include any personal information about the Rollins Group's president.Jake Tully's expression turned troubled. "That's exactly where we're stuck. The new president of Rollins Group took office not long ago and keeps a very low profile. None of us have ever met him. Everyone we've sent has been turned away without even getting a foot in the door. Clearly, Bishop Group isn't on Rollins's radar at all. We can't even begin negotiations—it feels like they're deliberately shutting us out.""I know."Chloe Bishop nodded. "But if I want them to truly acknowledge us, I need to earn their respect. So this deal—I have to close it."Jake Tully said nothing more. He handed

"Do you know who I am? Who's your chief? I want to see him—"Darren was still shouting defiantly as the police pushed him out of the elevator. But the handcuffs around his wrists wouldn't budge no matter how hard he struggled.The officers were unmoved. "Shut up and behave yourself. Save it for the station."As they drew closer, Ava and her group caught sight of Darren's face. Panic rippled through them."Uncle Darren?""Dad?"Their voices dripped with shock and disbelief.Never in their wildest dreams did they expect the person the police were bringing down to be Darren.And what did that mean?It meant Arthur's bid for power had likely failed!Gracia sprinted over. "Dad, what happened? Why are they arresting you?"Seeing his son, Darren latched onto him like a lifeline. He shook off the officers' grip and grabbed Gracia's hands, speaking rapidly. "Gracia, go find your Uncle Arthur right now. Tell him to get Director Bolton involved and find a way to get me out.""Uncle Arthur?"Graci

Jake Tully's expression turned grim. "It seems this new president of Rollins Group really doesn't play by the rules."Chloe Bishop furrowed her delicate brows slightly. "Man proposes, God disposes. But we won't know the outcome unless we try."Jake Tully nodded and walked toward the front desk.He returned moments later, his face dark. "They said President Rollins isn't seeing anyone today."Chloe Bishop stepped past him and approached the front desk herself. She received the same answer, but she wasn't discouraged. "If President Rollins isn't seeing anyone today, what about tomorrow?""Not tomorrow either.""Not during work hours. What about after hours?"The pretty receptionist was taken aback by the questions. After a moment, impatience crept into her voice. "We have no say over the president's after-hours schedule.""Then surely you know your president's name?"Since President Rollins wouldn't see her, she'd have to find him herself."Sorry, I actually don't know that either."Chlo

In her haste, Chloe opted for a safe, if unremarkable, opening line. "Sorry to bother you, President Rollins. I'm the new president of Bishop Group, Chloe—""Chloe? What are you doing here?"Her introduction was cut off by a surprised voice."You are..."Through the car window, she finally got a clear look at the man's face. "Brother?"She never imagined that Seth Rollins was the new president of Rollins Group.Now, the mysterious President Rollins was even treating her to dinner to celebrate her taking over Charles Bishop's position—following in her father's footsteps.Seth Rollins looked at the woman before him, still not quite recovered from her shock, with a hint of endearing silliness on her lovely face. He couldn't help but smile. "Is it really that hard to believe that I'm President Rollins?"Chloe nodded honestly, a little embarrassed. "If I'd known it was you, I would've just called. No need to wait for you in the parking garage for so long."Seth Rollins chuckled, his deep vo

As Xavier Grayson drew nearer, Chloe could clearly feel her heartbeat spiralling out of control. Her hands clenched unconsciously, and all her earlier composure evaporated.Xavier Grayson was dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, sleeves rolled up, looking effortlessly crisp and at ease. Yet the innate aristocratic air about him still radiated an undeniable sense of pressure.His gaze swept past Chloe. He acknowledged her presence—but only just.A single glance, and then he looked away, calm and undisturbed.Cold. Distant. As if she were nobody of consequence.And his next move confirmed those very words.He walked right past her, holding Adrian Grayson in his arms.The little boy spotted Chloe too and began squirming in Xavier Grayson's hold. Unable to speak, he could only reach out toward her repeatedly.Staring at that tall, aloof back, Chloe felt her heart clench painfully—a dull ache in that spot."Miss Bishop."Lana Rose smiled at her, then called out to Xavier Grayson's r