Todos los capítulos de Betrayed: Capítulo 51 - Capítulo 60

Anton She got in the car today without saying goodbye or kissing me. It felt like it did when they first arrived here. I’m allowed to interact with Freya, but Valerie keeps her distance. I pull out my phone on my way to the port, and send Valerie a text message: ‘Can we talk? I’m not entirely sure why you’re upset, could I please get more context about the matter?’ I put my phone away trying to figure out what upset her. Valerie isn’t an irrational person who gets upset over nothing. It could be stress, plus the hormones of a possible pregnancy. I know I’m aggravating her about that, because I’m hopeful that we succeeded. I’m watching her like a lab rat since yesterday when she mentioned that her period is late. I still haven’t received a response from Val, so I send another text message: ‘Are you picking Freya up today or do you want me to?’ ‘She’s my daughter, I will pick her up from school.’ She replied the second

Valerie My alarm goes off, dragging me out of the haze. My head is throbbing from crying so much, but I will contend with that later. I get myself dressed in comfortable travel clothes, then grab my suitcase and bring it to the top of the stairs, before going into Freya’s room and getting hers. I carry them both downstairs, and to the foyer. I stuff her sneakers into the front pocket of her suitcase and pull my own sneakers on before going upstairs with my purse to collect my phone, and our passports. I grabbed my phone charger and my laptop. I bring both my bags down, and put them with the suitcases, opening the front door when I see the car pull up. When the driver steps out of the car, I wheel the suitcase out the door, handing him my purse and laptop to hold in the front seat before going back in to get Freya. I pull her into a sitting position, then lower my body to get her to slump over my shoulder before standing up. I grab the stuffed dog

Anton After she sent those messages to her family, I put their numbers on do not disturb, not wanting to deal with the aftermath when neither of us show up for this wedding. I sent a message to all my lieutenants that I was taking an impromptu trip with my family and would be out of the country for a few weeks. I’ve ordered them to continue business as usual, and not waste resources trying to locate me, Valerie or Freya. I don’t need a damn manhunt launched searching for us. My men know how to reach me, and will if her family goes crazy, then I will manage them. I selected a specific group to find and take the fucking principal of Freya’s school hostage. I told them to inflict the same pain and torment she allowed the others to inflict on Freya. I gave them the USB flash drive to use for reference of what I want done. Today, I added the stomping of her back. She is the one in charge there, and people in charge should hold others accountable, inste

Freya “Interesting,” Daddy said looking at his phone in the morning while he’s drinking his coffee and eating scrambled eggs. “What is?” I ask. “Lincoln Carter sent me the surveillance footage from outside the girl’s bathroom that day they hurt you. Freya, I need you to tell me, when did they hurt you?” “I don’t want to talk about it!” “Freya, you now have two people looking at this footage, and when Mommy wakes up, I’m sure she’ll have it on her phone too. We will solve it, but it’d be better if you tell us.” “No, they will hurt me more,” I yell. “They will never touch you again, because I’m going to break their damn legs,” Anton says angrily. “And you’ll never go back to that school. I told you, I will protect you. I have men that work for me that will happily go to jail to protect you. Ethan would not have allowed then to touch you if you pressed your button.”

Valerie Anton went down to the beach an hour ago, to set things up, while I work on getting myself and Freya ready. She’s standing tall in her light pale pink, tea-length dress. It’s an A-line dress with layers of tulle and lace appliques. It has a scoop neckline and V-back that is adorned with subtle buttons and has floral lace accents across the bodice. I got her a pair of white strappy sandals, that she’ll probably take off when we get to the beach. She picks up the little basket she picked out to carry, even though she didn’t put anything in it. I told her when we return to the villa I’ll let her spread flower petals around the villa for us, which made her happy. “Mommy, can you take a picture of me and send it to Daddy Lincoln? I told him I’d ask. Maybe he’ll save it in his phone like Daddy Anton does. Do you think Daddy Anton is going to change his picture of me after this?” “Yes, I’ll take a picture of you for Lincoln. We’l