Semua Bab Betrayed By The Billionaire: Bab 591 - Bab 600

In the quiet aftermath of the suite, Zoe J. looked like a woman who had accepted her fate, yet her voice was heavy with a profound, quiet despair that made Adrian Wolfe’s heart ache.The Rejected DevotionAdrian sat on the table in front of her, tenderly taking her hands into his palms. His eyes were filled with an unmasked, deep affection. "Zoe, be with me," he pleaded. "My feelings for you have never changed; you know where my heart lies".Zoe J. stared at him for a few moments before slowly withdrawing her hands. Her expression was one of exhaustion. "You know the history of bad blood between our families," she said helplessly. "We can never be together. Besides, I have always seen you only as a friend. There has never been any romantic feeling on my part"."Zoe..." Adrian started to protest, but she cut him off with a weary smile. "Let's go next door and see what's happening".Adrian’s face darkened with frustration. Zoe reached out and gently rubbed his cheek, her voice turning f

"I’m not taking sides," Chloe Bishop whispered to Sarah Vance. "I’m just telling you what my intuition says."Sarah glanced toward Xavier Grayson and countered, "You should worry about yourself first. My intuition tells me your current situation is very precarious." Chloe slowly shifted her gaze toward Xavier, but upon meeting his sharp, icy eyes, she quickly looked away, feigning composure. Sarah was right; she truly needed to worry about her own fate.A Child's Pure HeartAs Lulu, Chen Wei, and the others arrived, the suite became lively once again. Little Maddy loved crowds, and her eyes lit up as she saw Chloe, Lulu, and a face she hadn't seen in a long time—Liam Vance. "Uncle! Uncle!" she cheered happily.The gloom on Liam’s face vanished the moment he saw his niece. However, as he noticed Julian Thorne (the Ally) holding her, his thick brows knitted together. His gaze darted between Julian and Sarah, his suspicion mounting: Julian Thorne and my sister-in-law?Maddy reached out d

Julian Thorne (the Ally) watched Sarah Vance’s delicate earlobes turn a deep shade of pink and found it incredibly entertaining. He leaned in once more, his voice a low, magnetic vibration against her ear. "That woman is flaunting herself right in front of you. Can you really stand it?"Sarah tried to press closer to Chloe Bishop to escape his "enthusiasm," but Julian’s weight seemed to rest almost entirely against her. "Julian, get the hell away from me," she hissed.Julian, however, seemed to enjoy her irritation like a boy playing with a fascinating new pet. "Just cooperate with me a little, and I’ll make sure you get your revenge," he whispered, his breath teasing her ear.The Spark of RevengeSarah was tempted to strike him, but at that moment, she caught Arthur Vance staring at her. His face was contorted with a mix of fury and... disdain.Disdain? Sarah thought. On what grounds? He was the one who deserved contempt.Thinking of how Yvonne Blue had twice framed her for being pus

The air inside the luxurious suite grew heavier with every passing second, as if the tension itself had taken on a physical form. Crystal chandeliers glowed softly above, but their elegance did little to mask the undercurrent of curiosity and speculation sweeping through the gathered elite. Conversations had splintered into hushed whispers, all circling around two figures at the center of attention—Sarah Vance and the enigmatic Julian Thorne.“Just look at him,” one woman murmured behind her wine glass, her eyes lingering on Julian’s composed figure. “His clothes alone are worth a fortune. And that aura… there’s no way he’s some nobody.”Another guest leaned closer, lowering his voice. “More importantly, he seems to have a connection with Xavier Grayson. In that circle, who isn’t wealthy enough to rival a country? You don’t stand beside someone like Xavier unless you belong there.”A third voice joined in, thoughtful and speculative. “Then why would Sarah reject him so decisively? Cou

Julian Thorne’s lips curled into a faint, knowing smile, the kind that never quite reached his eyes. Behind the gleam of his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze was sharp—piercing, deliberate—as it locked onto Arthur Vance like a blade finding its mark.“President Vance,” he said calmly, almost lazily, “it seems you have an issue with me?”The words were simple.But the impact—Immediate.The suite seemed to fall into a charged stillness, as though the very air had tightened around them. Conversations died mid-breath, replaced by a suffocating anticipation that spread through the crowd like wildfire.Lulu was practically vibrating with excitement, her fingers clutching at the edge of her dress as her eyes darted between the two men. To her, this wasn’t just tension—it was entertainment at its peak.Not far away, the Surgeon—Julian’s namesake counterpart—watched with narrowed eyes and an amused curve on his lips. He had been waiting for this exact collision, and now that it had arrived, he h