The Gilded Betrayal Chinese Drama นิยาย & เรื่องราว

James and Lila—the couple who turned betrayal into love. ​The audience, a studio audience with no idea of the true story, applauded. ​Lila waved, smiling, her face a perfect mask of triumph. ​And the screen cut to a graphic: ​“Lila & James – The Love That Overcame Betrayal” ​Amara didn’t move. She just sat there, staring at the phone, the cold tea cup trembling in her hand. The rage that had been a quiet simmer in her blood was now a full, roaring fire.

My heart didn't race around him. Seeing him didn't cause my chest to flutter. The packs he stole on my face didn't cause butterflies. I hated how much I would compare him to that traitor, even if he didn't love me, even though he had betrayed me my feelings had been genuine my heart had been loyal and I knew that those feelings I had back then when nothing like what I heard for George. But have a decade I had already gone by, wouldn't it be right for me to reward his patience by finally agreeing to marry him?

The silence stretched like a held breath. Every person in the ballroom leaned forward, waiting for my response to Allen's ugly words. The chandelier light felt too bright. Too exposing. I could run. Hide. Pretend this wasn't happening. Instead, I straightened my spine and let ice fill my veins. "Gold digger?" My voice cut through the silence like a blade. "No, Allen. I am the gold maker." The crowd gasped. Whispers rippled through the room, but I wasn't finished.

For a second, he just stared at me, his mind visibly racing, piecing together the catastrophe. “The Gilded Pearl… today… that wasn’t—” He stopped, pressing the heel of his hand to his forehead, a man caught in a nightmare. “Elira is back in the city. Yes. She… she reached out. She said she had information. About Damian’s remaining contacts. About the Meridian Trust. She wanted to trade it for a guarantee of safety, a clean exit.” “And you met her. Secretly. And you’re still legally bound to marry her?” The contradiction was absurd, monstrous.

Violette suddenly snatched the phone from my hand. "Marrying into your family was the worst mistake of my life! Listen carefully, Kane. No one turned us against you! We're rejecting you because neither of you deserves to be our mates!" She hung up, and we blocked every contact point with them. "Don't let trash like him hurt you anymore, Violette," I tried to comfort her. Thankfully, on the fourth day, the Alpha King's seal appeared right where our mate-marks used to be—hot, glowing lines at the back of our necks.

It was the largest vivid purplish-pink diamond in the world, and every eye in the room was locked onto it. Without blinking, I raised my bidding paddle. The hammer dropped at 238 million. Clyde's expression as he swiped the card? Priceless. I acted oblivious, beaming as I pulled him in front of the cameras. "Honey, thank you so much," I said brightly, leaning into him. "I can't believe you got me something this extravagant. You're the best—love you tons!" Applause broke out all around us, and congratulations were offered. "Mr. Sherwood really is famous for spoiling his wife—we've heard the stories, but now we've seen it for ourselves."

“But I didn’t think you’d cheat on Sam to be someone’s mistress? Are we not giving you enough money, that you needed a sugar daddy for kicks? “You’re a disgrace! No wonder your family went bankrupt. You’re filthy, through and through. You’re not good enough for my son! Sam knows what kind of trash you are now, and he’s done with you. I’m here to tell you: pack your bags and leave this city. Stay away from my son, forever.” The sting on my cheek burned hot, and I could taste blood in my mouth. However, I held back my tears and looked her in the eye, calm and steady. “You don’t have to worry. I’ll stay away from your son,” I said. “But you’d better keep him away from me too.” She sneered. “You

Suddenly, I felt a cold hand around me, dragging me out of the water. I was thrown onto the wooden dock. I coughed violently and was utterly disheveled. Leonardo loomed over me. He was smiling in contempt. "Enough of this nonsense." He crouched down. His breath brushed against my ear as he shoved a ring into my palm. His voice was deep and frigid. "As long as you behave, you'll get the wedding you want. At least in name, everyone will think you’re my wife." I looked up and asked, "Then who is the woman you truly want to marry? Is it Dora?"

“I just do.” Jin Qi-Long won’t argue anymore. He processed the transaction and Yang Tian-Xu paid with a debit card. He signed a no-return agreement, and Jin Qi-Long ordered his employees to have it engraved. The entire process was fast and simple. Normally, if anyone had purchase the infamous wedding rings from Faithful Gold Enterprise. It needed to be on the news. However, Yang Tian-Xu wanted to keep this purchase a secret. No one should ever say anything about it or else they would suffer the consequences. And of course as Yang Tian-Xu’s best friend, Jin Qi-Long would respect Yang Tian-Xu’s wishes and keep it a secret as well.

We were supposed to get married tomorrow after so long. I never expected that she and my best friend, Jackson, had been involved for over three years and that they had a son together who was already two years old. On top of that, she had been taking care of the child, Mason Horton, as a mother the entire time. The double betrayal from my best friend and my fiancee hit me like a brick, shattering my heart. Forcing back the tears threatening to fall, I got up to leave that suffocating place. Just then, my phone rang.