All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Xavier Grayson returned to his room radiating icy fury, and even after some time, his anger hadn't subsided. The image of that black lace and Chloe Bishop's figure kept flashing through his mind, refusing to fade—infuriating him beyond measure. That damn woman. How dare she bring that kind of thing into his home. Was she tired of living? Xavier Grayson was livid. In just one day, Chloe Bishop had already won over Adrian Grayson and Lady Grayson—something countless other women had failed to do. What was even more infuriating was that Nanny had actually spoken up for her. A woman who could marry into the Grayson family and win the hearts of the old lady and the child in such a short time—could her motives really be that simple? Thinking about how much effort he'd had to put in just to get Adrian Grayson to accept him only made him more frustrated. He turned on the wall-mounted screen. Adrian Grayson was still fast asleep, and beside the bed was a slender figure. Chloe Bishop had

Only then did Chloe Bishop dare to pull Adrian Grayson into her arms, gently patting his back to soothe him. "It's okay. I'm not leaving. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay right here with Adrian..."After a long while, the little boy finally calmed down completely.Chloe Bishop let out a long breath, set him down on a small stool, and looked at him with a deliberately hurt expression. "Adrian, you scared me just now. I was really frightened. Can you promise me you won't lose your temper like that anymore?"Adrian Grayson remembered how startled she'd looked when he'd smashed the model. His young face was filled with guilt, and he hung his head.Chloe Bishop took his little red hand in hers—thankfully, he hadn't hurt himself. "Adrian, I'm not blaming you. I just worry you might hurt yourself.""To be honest, I've thrown things before too. I've lost my temper and couldn't control it. But I try my best not to get angry, because it's not a good habit."Adrian Grayson looked at her, half un

Even so, Nanny still made sure fresh ingredients were placed in the fridge every day, just in case.Now, Xavier Grayson realized he'd accidentally discovered a promising new cook.He glanced at the bowl of noodles, his thick brows gradually knitting together. "I don't eat cilantro.""Oh, I'll pick it out for you right away."Chloe Bishop immediately picked up her chopsticks and carefully attended to His Lordship, removing every last bit of cilantro from the noodles.Xavier Grayson watched her up close—her thick brows, big eyes, rosy lips, and fair, delicate skin. Smooth and translucent, with a healthy pink flush.He couldn't help recalling her earlier boast about her skin, and sneered inwardly. No wonder she was so confident—saying even the most expensive skincare couldn't produce skin like hers. She does have reason to be proud.Her skin was like fine porcelain—smooth, flawless, as tender as a baby's. Few adults had such perfect skin.As for her looks...His gaze brushed past her lips

"Can we please not bring him up?"Chloe Bishop's voice carried a hint of anger. She said a quick goodbye to Justin Taylor and hung up.Justin Taylor stared blankly at his phone, a bitter, helpless smile tugging at his lips. "Chloe... you still can't forget him, can you?"After hanging up, Chloe Bishop remained distracted. By the time she calmed down, she realized the meat had burned.She had to toss it out, wash the pan, and start over. Soon, the kitchen was filled with a rich, savory aroma again.The familiar scent brought back memories. She'd once studied under famous chefs to learn how to cook, enduring countless burns and cuts to perfect her skills.Every time Liam Martin ate her food with relish, she'd felt such a sense of accomplishment.He'd said, "I love the food you make."She'd replied, "Then I'll cook for you for the rest of my life."How naive she'd been—she hadn't understood how long a lifetime truly was.The man she thought she'd grow old with had turned out to be nothing

Seoul, South Korea.After ending the call with Chloe Bishop, Sara Jay looked at the man on the bed—drunk, his bare torso covered in red rashes. She set down her phone and walked over to him.As she drew closer, she heard Liam Martin groaning in pain.She reached out and brushed his back. His skin was burning hot. She didn't know what to do, but she didn't want to let anyone else in.She went into the bathroom and came out with a damp towel.She laid it over his rash-covered back, and Liam Martin's furrowed brow slowly relaxed.Sara Jay was overjoyed. The remedy was working.But soon, his brow creased again. He reached back to scratch at the rashes, mumbling about how itchy they were.Sara Jay quickly lifted the towel and went to rinse it in the bathroom. Just as she was about to put it back on him, Liam Martin suddenly grabbed her hand. "Chloe, scratch it for me. It itches..."Sara Jay bit her lip hard. This wasn't the first time tonight he'd called her by the wrong name. She told hers