After Being Betrayed I Inherited A Massive Fortune Novels & Stories

Then, with visible reluctance, Toby dug into his pocket and produced his entire fortune: one, two, three pieces of candy. He set them on the desk in front of Adrian. "That's everything I've got," he said solemnly. His entire net worth, handed over without hesitation, if it meant helping his mother. Something tugged at the corner of Adrian's mouth, whether he meant it to or not. Then, almost as quickly, his expression shuttered, gaze going distant. *Did Lily send him to ask this on purpose?* He reached out and ruffled Toby's hair. "Did your mother tell you to ask me this?"

Gregory I still couldn’t believe that the inheritance I had fought so hard for was finally mine. The message I received that morning said I needed to sign the documents, and everything my grandfather had denied me would be passed on to me. I looked at Emma and felt that nothing seemed to make sense anymore. I would trade everything I had achieved to save her life. Even though I had fought bravely for that money, if Emma wasn’t with me to enjoy those benefits, nothing would be worth it.

She knew he wasn't wrong, but she had to be sure. He dropped his cup of coffee a little too harshly as he told her something Nadia could've never expected. It made her rethink so many things. She wasn't sure what she'd do now. "Russell and I used to be close friends as sons of some of the richest business-owned families in the US. That was until his father fooled mine into investing in a trade that he knew would only benefit him. Our business fell soon after that, and his family usurped it. In other words, they betrayed us for their own gain and let our company go bankrupt. Russell betrayed me, and my family has been a wreck ever since then."

"By murdering the man who built everything you're so desperate to protect? That's how you protected the family?" "George betrayed us!" Eva's composure finally cracked. "He chose her over his own blood. He gave her control of billions of dollars, made her trustee over our grandchildren's inheritance, ensured she'd have power over this family for generations. He betrayed everything we'd built together because he thought she was somehow morally superior to us!"

“You fool, do you even know why I insisted on you marrying Angela Hunter?” I frowned, breathing hard. “Because she’s from a good family?” He let out a cold laugh that had no humor in it. “Good family? You really think I care about that?” He released me and straightened his jacket, pacing behind his desk like a man trying to hold back a storm. “Beta Hunter and his wife inherited a fortune, old money hidden well, tied to properties and accounts that only their bloodline can access. And guess who’s the sole heir to that wealth.”

Adrian’s voice was calm, but there was an icy firmness to it. Marcelline strode forward quickly, the click of her heels echoing across the marble floor. “Do you think this decision is fair? You’ve only just returned, and suddenly your grandfather hands everything to you? What about me? What about my son, Nicholas?!” Adrian straightened his posture, exhaling slowly. “That was Grandfather’s decision, not mine. I never asked for this inheritance.” “Don’t play innocent, Adrian!” Marcelline jabbed a trembling finger at him. “You wormed your way back into his good graces, sought sympathy, and snatched away what should have been Nicholas’s!”

he said, his voice cutting through the noise like a blade, “I want to show you all the truth. Especially to you Mr. Peterson” A screen flickered to life behind him. Nia turned, her heart thudding as images flickered across the massive projection—grainy, yet painfully clear. A video began to play. It showed Mira’s carefully orchestrated betrayal: her slipping a small vial into Nia’s drink, her bright smile hiding her poisonous intent. The camera caught her pushing Nia’s unsteady form into the darkened hotel room, arranging her like a puppet on a stage. The gasps in the room grew louder, shocked faces turning toward Mira.

She could not even bring herself to call them Aunt and Uncle right at the moment, she felt betrayed and hurt that they had not told her sooner even though she had warned them that once she was eighteen she had planned on moving out anyway. She still loved them, how could she not after all they had sacrificed for her but the trust between them had gone especially when Elena had been honest enough to tell her that if she had not found out they would never have told her the truth. Then she discovered that she also had an inheritance from her parents and her Mother’s parents and it would be enough to buy her place she just did not know where it would be yet. Of course, what she did not know was

Maybe, my mother would still be alive. She was left with nothing when she married my father. But still, she built a fortune in the next five years. And when my grandpa died, he left his years of hard work for her which made her a billionaire. I think my father knew what was going to happen. And he waited for the right time. Right time to take the money, business, and her life. But she flipped his world when she left everything for me. His perfect plan was ruined but our lives... I want to ask him why he betrayed us. Was there something concerning from which he couldn't move past, or was it simply just his choice?

“I know you’re... between jobs. Or whatever this is. If you do this for me—if you protect me for three hundred and sixty-five days—I’ll pay you. When the year is over and my... my inheritance kicks in... I’ll give you twelve million dollars. A million for every month you stay with me until I get my revenge.” A strange shadow crosses Zayn's face. “Revenge? I didn't know you wanted revenge.” “Yes. I do,” I say, not holding back. “My fiancé and best friend betrayed me. My family betrayed me too. And for what? Money. They plan to…” I stop as the memories of my unfortunate future flick through my mind. “…they plan to kill me and claim my trust fund.”