All Chapters of Betrayed by my Husband, So I Took His Sister: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

The following days delivered the results I had been waiting for, each one landing with the satisfaction of a plan closing its loop.The first report came through while I was still reviewing supplier timelines. Sebastian had frozen every card connected to Kylie. The second followed within hours: McKenzie Digital had passed fully under SOT’s control. Albert was moving in the open now, exactly where I had wanted him. By the next morning a third update arrived from the retail side. Sebastian had gone further than expected. I called the contact who had sent the note just to hear it confirmed.“Say that again.”“His malls announced a ban. He’s already told the rest of his network to pull McKenzie products off the shelves. Ownership without a market leaves them a shell.”I ended the call and sat with the information for a moment. Albert could hold the company. He would find little left to sell.No matter how full the rest of my schedule became, the mornin

Tension thickened across the Grand Hall as more alumni drifted closer, drawn by the confrontation and the promise of something worth watching.“Preston Mendez,” Samantha said, voice low.“You still remember me. I’m glad.” Preston reached toward her cheek as if the years between them had never closed.I caught his wrist before his fingers could land.“Don’t touch her.”The warning left my mouth flat and final. Preston looked at me, scoffed once, and pulled his hand back. Erica moved at once to defend him, already forming the moment into something that might earn his attention. She never got the sentence out. I took a pocket-sized bottle of hand sanitizer from inside my jacket, poured it into my palm, and rubbed it in with deliberate care, as if contact with him required immediate correction. Soft gasps moved through the circle of watchers. Preston’s answering growl sat just under the noise.“Ms. Stonefield, you’re only a guest at this event,” Er

Early morning light slipped through the bedroom curtains on our second anniversary and found Samantha already stirring beside me.She woke with a smile so wide and expectant that it almost gave the day away before it started. I kept my eyes half-closed and my expression carefully ordinary, as if nothing about the date required special notice. She leaned in anyway, voice soft and bright.“Good morning.”The kiss that followed was light, lingering just long enough to test whether I would match her energy. I answered the greeting without rising to it.“Morning.”Then I sat up, swung my legs over the side of the bed, and spoke the same instruction I gave most ordinary days.“You bath first. I’ll handle breakfast.”The shift in her face was immediate, brightness collapsing into quiet disappointment so fast it almost made me break character. She stayed on the mattress a second longer.“What day is it today?”“March 18th.”I said it the way anyo

When I carried Samantha across the threshold and set her on her feet, another layer of the surprise registered on her face at once.The suite had been prepared for her alone. A wide king bed dominated one side of the room. In the center stood a polished pole with a chain and padded cuffs already attached. Along the walls and low tables sat an open arrangement of small whips, ropes, additional cuffs, a blindfold, and an assortment of toys, everything laid out cleanly, deliberately, without apology. It was a room built for controlled intensity.Samantha’s entire face went red. Anticipation and hesitation moved across her expression in the same breath. Every emotion sat visible and unguarded. I kept my voice steady and clear.“I won’t do anything you don’t want. Only within your limits. Only with your consent.”She moved closer to the displays, studying each item in turn, the ones on the wall, the ones on the tables, the ones resting near the bed, then lo

Three days passed in a stretch of ordinary warmth.Mornings began the same way, Samantha still soft with sleep against my side, the quiet of the house unbroken until the smell of coffee and toast pulled us both toward the kitchen. We ate without hurry. Conversation stayed light. The anniversary night and everything that had followed it sat between us like a shared secret that no longer needed words. When my phone lit up with Sebastian’s message, the tone of the day shifted at once. He had handled his end with the cyber-security team. He wanted me at XGE.I finished the last of my coffee, kissed Samantha at the door, and drove across the city.The conference room on the executive floor looked different the moment I stepped inside. The faces around the table were new. Only Sebastian remained from the previous meeting. He stood when I entered and gestured toward the empty chair opposite the head of the table.“You changed the roster,” I said.Seb