All Chapters of The Billionaire's Betrayal: A love Child: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Adrian's POVIt's been a week since that bastard who calls himself Gabriel refused to tell the truth. Shockingly, I had been so occupied with issues at the company that I hadn't gotten time to balance my emotions properly. My eyes had dark circles around them like ominous curtains, my stubble had grown out, matching my disheveled state of mind, and I was a complete shadow of myself.Miguel still had nothing. No updates, no footage, no break, nothing. Whoever had taken them was yet to contact me for any demands, negotiations, or ransom. It was as though they had vanished into thin air, leaving me to face my demons.It was so hectic that I had become unable to control my anger. Most of the workers had become unwitting victims of my misplaced aggression.I sat trying to attend to the documents before me, going over them as fast as possible so I might leave for the police station. It was futile, though, as my mind was elsewhere: were they safe, was she alive, was Rafael okay? The uncertain

Joyce's POV"You're still trying to prove your stubbornness, aren't you?" Lionel smiled, his voice full of mockery. "Soon you'll have no choice but to let yourself succumb to my advances."For a week now, that pervert has been harassing me with threats. At one point, he starved me just because I made him angry. The way he talks and acts is always irritating, and it always makes me want to throw up. I was fed up with the sight of him.Well, at least, he ensured my son was well-fed as a way to appease me. But even that felt like a mockery—a calculated cruelty meant to keep me compliant."Mr. Lionel, men like you should be married," I stated accusingly.Lionel simply shrugged, a sly grin stretching across his face. "Yes, I am. I also have a mistress and I don't mind having you as the second one. Don't worry, you have nothing to be wary of. Like I said earlier, money isn't the problem.""Ugh... How many times do you want me to spell it out to you?" I scoffed in disgust. "I want nothing to

Adrian's POVMy phone rang and my conversation with Miguel came to an abrupt halt. I wasn't ready to take calls and planned on ignoring them, but I suddenly changed my mind.I reached for the phone on the table next to me and looked at the screen. It was my mum."Auntie Luisa?" Miguel exclaimed, his gaze fixed on my phone. "Why is she calling?""I have no idea," I replied curtly, but my heart raced—an unsettling mixture of dread and anxiety twisting my insides.The moment I accepted the call, my stomach turned into a knot. "Hello, mom," I muttered, attempting to disguise the tension."Come home now," she ordered. "And when I mean now, I mean right now!""But....." I was about to protest, but she hung up on me.I lowered the phone, and turned to Miguel, concerned."She wants me home now," I said. "I'm worried. What do you think?"Miguel shrugged but the tightness of his jaw showed he was just as apprehensive. "I don't know. Lets go check it out."We stood up and walked out of the office

Natalia's POV"Those bunch of fools!" I cursed as I stood by the roadside, waiting for the cab I had ordered some minutes ago. I felt the old, acid sting of betrayal burning deep in my chest, knowing I was a pawn they were using in their twisted game. But I had a plan purpose that could outweigh the fear clawing in my insides. The cab I ordered arrived at that moment. Initially, I planned on returning to Lionel's den, but I changed my mind; I needed to see how Gabriel's house was. I needed to reassess my territory and remind myself of my world before it all crumbled.I gave the cab driver the address and sat silently in the backseat. The driver didn’t venture much into a conversation, and I was relieved. Half an hour later, I arrived at the penthouse, the familiar facade clad in shadows. I paid the fare, my heart pounding as I stepped out.As I approached the gate, I heard nothing. It was as silent as a graveyard. An eerie silence blanketed the surroundings. It felt as if the house i

Christina's POV"I want him to marry me," I blurted out and once it was out, I didn't regret it.Luisa scoffed. "You think he'll divorce his wife for you?" she asked scornfully.I nodded. "Yes, he will. I'll find a way to take her out of the picture."A throaty chuckle escaped Luisa's lips. "I doubt that. You're just imagining things. What makes you think you're the only woman that interests him? Do you know the things that have been happening behind your back?"My frown deepened as doubt crept in, mixing with the ambition that had driven me all this time. "What are you talking about?"Luisa glanced around to be certain no one was watching. She reverted her gaze to me and lowered her voice, accentuating the gravity of her words. "The boss has had women around him for the past few months to satisfy his needs. He's probably keeping you because he's using you to do his dirty work.""What the hell does that mean?" I snapped, my heart racing."Exactly what it means," Luisa shot back, fallin