Billionaire And His Son Betrayed Me: Brothers Back Me Up Novels & Stories

I nodded to the side, where a stern-looking man in a suit stood, his eyes fixed intently on the room. "Anyone who is unable to wait till he decides who the new Chairman will be can opt out," I continued, my voice unwavering. "And you'll have your money returned to you as you return your shares back to the company." The room erupted into a flurry of whispers and nervous glances. They looked at each other, perplexed and outraged by my words. But I didn't care. They'd crossed the line on this one, and it was all thanks to my stepbrother's treachery.

It was the only thing she had of him, so she was keeping it. When they were having dinner, she finally announced to her parents she had quit her job. "Oh dear," her mom said from across the table. “That bastard made you do it,” her dad said in anger, his fist balled up on the dining table. If there was anyone who was hit badly by Blake's betrayal next to Tasha, it was her dad. He loved him the moment they met. “We are here for you, princess,” her father said, dropping his fork back into his plate. “You just need to say the word, and we will do anything you want from us.”

“Fake vendors. Faked transactions. And you—” “Enough!” Adam roared, shooting to his feet. “You think you can just erase me? Because you’re the heir? Grandpa’s favorite?” Harry remained calm but with steel in his voice. “You betrayed your own family. Don’t talk about pride when you’ve already sold yours for money.” Adam’s eyes reddened. Rage twisted his face—but beneath it, panic started to creep in. “Stop digging. Or you’ll lose more than you ever imagined,” he growled before turning away.

"It will do both of us good if you just dropped dead right now. I took everything from you? You never had anything. You want my company? The one my own dad left behind for me? I left my life behind, I gave up everything and worked so hard to get it to where it is today. You think I will just hand it over to you like that? Where were you when I was working hard? Where were you? I know, in my shadow as usual blaming me for all the misfortune that has ever happened to you and envying me instead of doing something for yourself." He paused. "You are so blinded by your hatred for me and your envy that you can't even see you are the one at fault and you should wake up to reality and touch some gras

“He respects the old ways. Not like you, with your computers and your cold-blooded ledgers.” “So you traded loyalty for nostalgia and a bigger paycheck?” I stopped in front of him, my voice dangerously quiet. “Tell me everything. How they contacted you. How you helped them tonight.” He laughed, a harsh, ugly sound. “Go to hell.” I didn’t raise my voice. I didn't need to. “Hell is a mercy you haven’t earned, Rico. You see, I know this betrayal runs deeper than you. I know about a ghost named Cassian. My brother.”

“And no one gets left alone in the aftermath.” Ethan felt something shift then—not in the city, but in himself. The Trillionaire System activated one final layer—not a command, not a projection. A question. [User Ethan Hale.] [If required to choose alone:] [Which outcome aligns with your core objective?] Ethan closed his eyes. The bullied boy rose in his memory. The betrayed lover. The man who had learned to turn wealth into power, power into leverage, leverage into narrative. And then the man who had learned to let go.

The other was offering to protect it. And she had no idea which one would ultimately own it. Meanwhile, Ethan stared at the financial report. At the bottom of the document was a name he didn't recognize. A private company. Blackridge Holdings. The same company had been secretly receiving money from his mother's account. Ethan's phone suddenly rang. Unknown number. He answered. "Hello?" A man's voice whispered, "If you keep investigating, Ethan, you'll discover why Mia was never supposed to become your wife." Ethan's eyes narrowed.

But the money presented to him was too much to override, and coupled with the fact that his life was threatened by Robert Jimmy, a mul-time Billionaire that everyone knows Not just that, they were partnets in crime before being deported from Canada and everything he owns were raised from Roberts illegal deals when they were in Canada so He had to do it. Here he was sitting with the man that he just betrayed the holy book says that friendship was meant to be a strong bond, stronger than that of a brother, a bound guided by trust but yet he just succeeded in shattering it, he felt a deep sense of guilt inside and he knew he could not hold it for long.

She knew it was a fucked-up thing to do as she crouched down beside the mausoleum and watched the billionaire apologize to his brother for not being to his grave for a month. “Dad is really on my back and micromanaging every fucking thing. We can’t have the investors lose faith in us and the company has to stay in the family and all the usual shit,” he reached forward and touched the stone and chuckled, “bro you know this was supposed to be you. You had a head for this business shit. You bastard, I was supposed to be the freeloader, the black sheep.”

She asked with a raised brow, her anger showing a bit in her voice. However, Mr. Olive was too lost in his own story that he did not notice the change in Ava's tone and demeanor. He ran his finger through his button and sighed. " Actually, I was the one who betrayed him but I really can't call that a betrayal because he has everything more than I do! Without his company, he can still easily maintain his position as the youngest multi billionaire in this country and the richest too but me? I will become a nobody without this company. This company is my life, my everything and there will be nothing more to my life if I lose this place. " He muttered with pain filled voice.