All Chapters of Betrayed by my Husband, Crowned as his Rival: Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

​POV: Liora VanceThe only sound for a few seconds was the rattling of cutlery against plates and then Evelyn, Adrian’s mother, gave a loud sigh as she pressed a corner of her mouth with a silk napkin. She never looked at me, of course not during these family dinners, she only looked down at Adrian as if he were a god she had sculpted."It's just a pity that the gala photos will only have the two of you," Evelyn said, waving vaguely in my direction with her wine glass. "People still talk about your father, Liora, and that doesn’t enhance Adrian’s brand, when his wife appears to be hiding a secret in every paparazzi shot.""I wasn’t hiding, Evelyn. I was just trying to get out of the way so Adrian could talk with the investors," I whispered, but my voice seemed too small for the room with its high ceilings. Adrian’s little sister, Clara, emitted a harsh, derisive laugh and grasped for the crystal jug of water, "You stay out of the way because you have to, let’s face it, if the board f

​POV: Liora Vance​Then everything went dark for what seemed like a really long time, and the next thing I sensed was the sterile, chilly smell of bleach and the constant, mechanical beeping of a heart monitor by my ear. I opened my eyes and rubbed them, trying to focus on the white ceiling, when I looked down and saw my older brother, Matthew, with his head in his hands sitting in a chair next to the bed.He looked tired and disheveled with his high-priced suit jacket draped over the chair's back and I had to clear my throat before he was aware that I was awake.​"Liora, thank God you’re awake. Don't try to move too fast, the doctors said you had a pretty bad fall and your blood pressure was dangerously low," Matthew said, leaning in and taking my hand in his with one that was firm but gentle.​"Matthew? How are you here? You should be in London for the merger.” I whispered, my throat feeling as if it was stuffed with sand as my eyes scanned the room for a familiar old man with silve

​POV: Adrian Kade​The collar of my shirt felt like it was shrinking, and I wiped the sweat from my forehead as I stepped off the stage of the Global Tech Summit while the polite, lukewarm applause of the investors echoed in the large hall. The demo had been a disaster, the system had lagged three times before finally freezing on the main screen, and I could see the disappointment on the faces of the men who used to call me a genius. It had been like this for four years, ever since the day Liora signed those papers and vanished into thin air, and no matter how many top-tier developers I hired or how much money I threw at the problem, I couldn't find the spark that used to make my code invincible.​I walked toward the green room, and Elena was already there, pacing back and forth in a dress that cost more than our quarterly profits, and she didn't even wait for the door to close before she started shouting.​"Did you see their faces, Adrian? They’re pulling out, I can feel it, and if t