Betrayed By The Billionaire のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 451 - チャプター 460

The coronation was over, but the scent of blood still lingered in the air. As Chloe Bishop stepped out of the elevator, she wasn't just a socialite anymore; she was a sovereign walking through a crowd of her enemies.Yvonne Blue’s face was a mask of pure humiliation. The sight of Chloe standing tall at the center of the lobby, radiating authority, was a slap to the face of every person who had gathered there to witness her downfall.Scarlett Blue’s eyes were wide with a dazed confusion. "No... this isn't possible. I have to call my father...""Scarlett, Yvonne, what are you doing here?"The voice made the group jump. They looked up to see Kevin Blue walking toward them, but he wasn't alone. He was flanking Chloe, his head bowed slightly in a gesture of subservience that made Scarlett’s stomach churn. Beside him stood Solomon Song, the "Old Fox" himself.Chloe stood at the center of the group, her white suit pristine and sharp. Her makeup was flawless, her expression an impenetrable ma

The whispers followed Chloe Bishop like a foul wind, but she didn't let them break her stride. She moved with a cold, untouchable grace, her back as straight as a blade as she retreated into the sanctuary of the President’s office."She’s just a girl who knows nothing," one of the department heads sneered as the elevator doors closed. "We shouldn't have pinned any hope on her. Look at her—probably going in there to cry.""Shh, just do your work," another whispered, though their eyes were filled with mockery. "Unless you want to end up like Arthur Vance, being hauled off by the police without a clue. At this rate, we’ll all be looking for new jobs by next month."Chloe heard it all. She sat at her father’s desk, the weight of the Bishop Group resting on her shoulders, and began to work. She didn't call for tea; she didn't take a break. She simply opened the first folder and began to dissect the sabotage hidden within.At 4:30 PM, Chloe stood up, grabbed her briefcase, and walked out. T

The streetlights cast a cold, clinical glow over the restaurant’s exterior, but the atmosphere turned even chillier as the two worlds collided. Chloe Bishop stood rooted to the spot, her hand still resting on the strap of her bag, watching the man who had occupied her every thought for months approach with a different woman."You ungrateful little girl," Donovan Tang had joked moments earlier, his long fingers flicking Chloe’s forehead with a tenderness that spoke of their shared past. "I’ve doted on you all these years, yet you don't even know how to pity me? My ears are growing calluses from my grandmother’s nagging.""That’s your own fault," Chloe had shot back, a rare, genuine smile softening her features. "Who told you to disappear for ten years?"But as the meal ended, the warmth evaporated, replaced by the sharp, cold reality of business. Chloe handed over her proposal, waiting in silence as Donovan scanned the pages. She spoke only when he looked up, her logic flawless and her

The night air was thick with the scent of rain and betrayal as Chloe Bishop stared at the man blocking her path. The silver moonlight caught the sharp edge of her cheekbones, highlighting the absolute coldness in her gaze."You're tracking me," Chloe said, her voice dropping to a dangerous, low frequency.She had been so consumed by the weight of the Bishop Group that she had momentarily forgotten the sensation of being watched earlier that morning. It wasn't the police or Steve Zhou’s desperate cronies; it was Liam Martin, the man who claimed to love her while haunting her every move.Liam stepped closer, his shadow falling across the hood of her car. "Chloe, stay away from Donovan Tang. He is not the 'Big Brother Ming' you remember. That man is a black hole, and he will swallow you whole."Liam wasn't a fool. He had begun to piece together a terrifying mosaic. It was Donovan who had leaked the truth about Blueberry being the biological mother of Liam Jr., and he suspected that Sienna

The air in the Grayson Manor felt thick with the scent of old blood and fresh betrayals. As the truth—or a carefully crafted version of it—unspooled, the foundations of Chloe Bishop’s world began to crack. Xavier Grayson was no longer just a cold husband; he was becoming a man possessed by a multi-generational blood feud.A heavy, suffocating silence filled the study after Xavier Sr. delivered his verdict. When Xavier didn't immediately argue or question him, the elder Grayson felt a flicker of uncertainty."Xavier, I shouldn't interfere in your marriage," Xavier Sr. said, his voice dropping into a low, gravelly rasp. "But that woman—Chloe Bishop—is impossible. I cannot allow it."Xavier stared at his father, his expression a mask of granite. "Why?""Because of what happened to your mother," Xavier Sr. hissed, his eyes burning with a long-buried rage. "Charles Bishop had a hand in it. And when I was sent to prison? Charles Bishop was part of that, too. How can you expect me to accept