All Chapters of Pampered by Billionaires after Being Betrayed: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Emily’s list wasn’t long; it was actually shorter than a typical grocery receipt. But because each item was a luxury good, each price was substantial. Among the items was a Prada men’s leather bag valued at $10,000, a Gucci coat, and a men’s watch. In total, there were only about six or seven items, but with invoices intact, the cost amounted to over $100,000.The female officer was stunned. “If the damage value is this high, it’s no longer a simple five-day detention.”Emily gave a light smile. “Those are just Bert’s belongings. I also bought a few items for Bert to give as gifts to neighbors. They’re not as expensive, but in total, they’re worth around $10,000. The fire didn’t just burn down Bert’s house; it damaged neighboring properties as well. Their walls and windowsills were affected. I’ll check with the neighbors about their losses and bring it over.”This new figure surprised Carol as well. “That could add up to $400,000?”“About that,” Emily replied. “Honestly, even though G

Emily remembered what Dylan had once mentioned: Satan had nearly all his skin burned in that fire. Was that why he couldn’t feel heat?A pang of sorrow twisted her heart, and she found herself frowning.“Emily, are you alright?” Satan asked, his voice filled with concern.“I’m fine,” she replied quickly. “I’ll just get back to cooking… Why don’t you keep Bert company?”Emily hurried back to the kitchen, picking up a carrot and mindlessly peeling it. Why am I feeling this way? She chided herself. I shouldn’t be rattled. And yet, every time she met his gaze, her heart couldn’t help but race.In the bedroom, Satan held the cup of hot water she’d given him. Bert glanced over. “Did Emily bring that for you?”Satan smiled softly. “Yes.”“I knew it! She cares for you, even if she doesn’t show it well,” Bert chuckled. “Have you two set a wedding date?”Satan shook his head. “I haven’t had the chance to discuss it with her yet.”“Well, the sooner, the better. You’re both at a good age for marr

Jackson cut her off. “Then let me take you to meet my family! You’re amazing—they just don’t know you yet. Once they do, they’ll definitely support us being together. That way, we won’t have to choose, and we can stay together, right?”“What if they still don’t agree?”“I’ll talk to them. I’m committed to you for life. They’ll have to come around, whether they agree or not!”Emily couldn’t help but laugh. “But I don’t agree.”Jackson felt a pang of panic. He tried to sit up to reach her hand, but his body was still confined by the plaster, immobilizing him completely, and he was forced to lie back down. “Emily, are you worried because my parents don’t like you? If I love you, their initial reservations don’t matter; they’ll come to accept it.”“That’s part of it,” Emily admitted, “but there’s a more important reason…”A sinking feeling came over Jackson. “…What is it?”……Weather forecasts are rarely reliable, but this time, it turned out to be spot on.By evening, the sky was filled

As soon as Allen left the hospital room, Jackson turned pale and, with a sudden heave, threw up everything he’d just eaten, leaving a mess on the floor.The young nurse, no older than twenty, panicked and rushed toward the door to call a doctor, but Jackson stopped her. “Stay,” he commanded.The nurse looked at him with wide eyes, almost on the verge of tears as she saw his ashen face. “Sir, if you’re unwell, you really should let the doctor check—”“I’m not unwell,” Jackson replied, his voice cold, with a glint of harshness in his eyes. The nurse flinched slightly at his intense gaze.“Are you scared of me?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.“N-no, not at all,” the nurse stammered, shaking her head. “It’s just…”“Don’t worry about it,” he said, a faint sneer forming. “Fear is natural. I’ve never been the nicest person, and I don’t pretend to be.”“Oh no, you’re a good person, sir! You… well, you pay me well,” she replied hesitantly.“Money alone doesn’t make someone good,” Jacks

Dylan was right.Three days later, Emily Carter and Vincent Norman were to be married. With Meggie as the wedding’s head organizer, invitations bore Emily's name, revealing to everyone that Miranda—the talented designer making waves at the Pritzker Architecture Prize—was indeed Emily.The announcement stunned all of New York and the entire architecture community. So Miranda is really Emily? People couldn’t believe the city’s most eligible bachelor, Vincent, had been swept off his feet so quickly.The Norman family, known for their longstanding legacy, hosted an extravagant guest list. Alex greeted everyone warmly, while Mandy barely cracked a smile. She was still fuming—she’d barely started her schemes with Grace to find Vincent a “suitable” bride, only to be blindsided by this wedding! She muttered, “Wasn’t he supposed to be so deeply in love with Emily? Now he’s marrying someone else so fast?”Meggie overheard and firmly replied, “The bride is Emily.”“Oh, come on, Mom. She’s not—”