All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The underground parking lot was a labyrinth of cold concrete and flickering fluorescent lights. The moment Liam Martin stepped out of his car, he witnessed a common yet sordid scene: two men were half-carrying, half-dragging a woman toward a parked vehicle. Her head hung limp, long dark hair veiling her face, clearly unconscious.In River City’s nightlife, such sights were tragically frequent. Normally, Liam wouldn't spare a second glance. He was turning to leave when a flash of silver caught his eye—the woman’s high heels.He froze. He recognized those shoes. More importantly, he recognized the elegant, ivory curve of her legs. They were identical to Chloe Bishop's.His brow furrowed as his gaze shifted to the man holding her. It was Caleb, a notorious lecher from Cloud City. In an instant, Liam’s aura turned murderous. He didn't think; he simply charged.Caleb paled as he recognized the powerhouse approaching. "Quick! Stop him!" he shrieked at his bodyguard.The guard barely took tw

Xavier walked out with Chloe in his arms, his stride steady and unrelenting. Liam tried to lunged forward, desperate to reclaim her, but he was instantly swarmed by Xavier’s elite security detail. These weren't mere guards; they were tactical specialists who moved with lethal efficiency. Liam could only watch, his knuckles white and his chest heaving, as the woman he once called his own was carried into the night by another man.In the chaos, one of the guards scooped up Chloe’s fallen handbag, but her smartphone—the one Liam had used to uncover the digital erasure of his existence—remained forgotten on the cold floor.As the roar of the departing convoy faded into the distance, the silence that followed was deafening. Moments later, two of Liam's personal security guards stumbled into the room, their faces bruised and bloody. They had been neutralized before they could even draw their weapons.Liam stared at their swollen faces, each bruise feeling like a direct strike to his own dig

"Do you like her, Liam?"The memory of her voice, young and trembling with a hint of jealousy, echoed in the silent villa."Sara’s brother, Leo, is my best friend. To me, she’s just a sister.""Really?""Of course.""Liam... I believe you."In his mind’s eye, Liam saw himself reaching out to take that girl’s hand. It had been so small, so soft—as if she had no bones at all. Her face had been a masterpiece of porcelain perfection, her dark eyes sparkling like rare jewels. Her smile was clean, shy, and sweet. She was everything good in the world, while he had been hiding a heart stained with darkness.Only three months ago, she had wrapped her arms around him from behind, leaning into him with absolute trust and dependence. Her voice had been like a melody: "Liam, I’m graduating soon. Let’s get married the moment I have my diploma."Liam closed his eyes, a grimace of agony contorting his handsome features. He didn't want to remember.Have you ever been trusted by someone without conditi

The air in the apartment remained heavy with the scent of copper and old resentment. Liam Martin wiped the blood from his chin, his hand trembling. For years, he had told himself a specific story to justify his actions."Sara saved my life," Liam rasped, looking at Justin with eyes that were hollow and broken. "She suffered so much because of me. I love her. My approach to Chloe Bishop... it was always just a calculation. I was using her."Justin let out a sharp, mocking laugh that cut through the room. "Then why the hell are you standing in my living room at three in the morning looking like your world just ended?"Blood dripped from Liam’s chin, staining his pristine white shirt like a scarlet inkblot. He looked desolate, a man drowning in a grief he refused to name. "You’re right," he whispered, his voice shaking. "Why am I here? What am I so afraid of?"Justin had waited for this moment—the moment Liam’s "Gentleman" mask finally cracked. He wanted to feel triumphant, to gloat over

Following Xavier’s lead, Chloe descended into the cold, sterile depths of the mansion’s basement. The air grew damp and metallic.In a spacious, dimly lit room, she found Vince standing guard over two men who were huddled on the floor, their faces pulped into a mess of purple bruises. Xavier leaned casually against the iron doorframe, arms crossed over his broad chest, his expression lazy yet lethal."You wanted to know who drugged you," he said, his voice echoing off the concrete. "There they are. Go ahead."Chloe frowned and stepped closer. She squinted at the bloodied figures for a long time before the fog cleared. She recognized one of them. "Caleb? From Cloud City?"She had no history with this man. They had only crossed paths once at a party, and she hadn't even recognized him when they brushed shoulders in the hallway earlier that night.The moment Caleb saw her, he began to crawl toward her, trembling like a leaf. "Miss Bishop! Please, have mercy! I didn't know who I was deali