Semua Bab BEYOND BETRAYAL-THE REVENGE OF THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS: Bab 101 - Bab 110

Miguel's POV The emergency backup generator kicked in with a low hum, casting a pale, flickering light across the room. Shadows danced against the walls as the power struggled to stabilize. The lights kept dimming every few seconds.The beeping of Diego’s monitor slowed but remained unsettling. His breathing was shallow. Too shallow.Marissa had the phone pressed to her ear, her hands trembling as she redialed Dr. Andrew.“Call him back. Now,” I snapped, voice harsher than intended. My knuckles were white as I gripped the back of a chair, the adrenaline burning through me.The line clicked. Then a voice—calm, measured."Marissa. You hung up too quickly last time."I snatched the phone from her hands, holding it close to my ear.“How do you know about Diego?” I demanded, my voice sharp.Dr. Andrew on the other end of the call chuckled softly. "Ah, the protective brother. Always so intense. I assumed you'd be the one calling me sooner." He said.“Answer the question.” I snapped my voic

Miguel's POVThe security feeds flickered, showing Gideon's men closing in from multiple directions. Dr. Andrew stayed unnervingly calm, pressing a button under his desk. A voice echoed through the hidden intercom:"Protocol Sierra. All units mobilize."The response was swift. Armed security teams emerged from concealed positions throughout the facility, moving with professional precision. Andrew's eyes flicked to me, satisfaction clear in his voice."Did you think I wouldn't be ready for this? After what they did to my career? To my patients?"The sound of gunfire erupted beyond the walls. Maria remained at Diego's side, her hands trembling against his heads as the memory transfer progressed.60%... 63%...Diego's breathing turned shallow, the monitors reflecting his declining vitals. Maria's face paled, panic tightening her voice."Something's wrong," she whispered. "The neural pathways—they're degrading faster than I can stabilize them."Andrew's composure cracked as he examined th

Miguel’s POVDiego lay motionless on the medical bed, I paced the room, my fists clenching and unclenching.Maria sat beside Diego, holding his hand tightly. Dr. Andrew stayed nearby, his gaze flicking between the monitors and the faint tremor in Diego’s fingers.“The sedative is working,” Andrew said. “But the strain on his neural pathways was significant. He’ll need rest and careful monitoring.”Diego stirred slightly, his eyes fluttering open. His voice came out hoarse.“Everything feels… broken,” he murmured. “Like I’m trying to piece together a puzzle, but half the pieces are missing.”Maria leaned closer. “Do you remember anything? Anything at all?”“There was… a warehouse. By the river. They took me there before the facility. And… files. Evidence.” His gaze shifted to me. “It’s all there, Miguel. Everything we need to take them down.”I stopped pacing. “Where exactly is this warehouse?”Maria shot me a warning look. “Miguel, he needs rest. We can’t—”“He’s telling us where to find answe

Miguel's POVThe stench of gunpowder clung to the damp air as Maria and I crouched behind the rusted dumpster, pinned by the relentless spray of bullets. The early morning light barely touched the alley, distorted by the swirling helicopter blades above, making the flurry of loose notebook pages dance in the rotor wash.Maria clutched the single folded page against her chest, her breathing ragged but determined. My pulse hammered in my ears as I checked the last rounds in my magazine."We're trapped," I muttered, voice low. "Any brilliant ideas?" I asked as my heart kept beating fast.She hesitated, eyes locked on the paper in her trembling hands. "We need to reach the warehouse. Before they do. The truth isn't just in this notebook—your father's real research... his evidence... it's all there. But if they get to it first they will do as they …” before I could continue; a bullet pinged off the metal behind us, making both of us flinch.Gideon’s voice sliced through the chaos. "You can't h

Miguel’s POVI lunged at Gideon just as his finger squeezed the trigger. The deafening crack of the gunshot echoed through the tunnels, but I was faster. The bullet went wide, ricocheting off the concrete wall. My shoulder screamed in pain as I crashed into him, knocking his weapon loose.Maria stumbled back, clutching her wrist, face pale but determined.Gideon snarled, twisting under me, his knee driving into my ribs. The breath shot from my lungs, but I didn’t let go. Not this time."You don't get to win!" I growled, slamming my fist into his face.His head snapped back against the floor. Blood dripped from his lip, but the man barely seemed fazed."You think this is winning, Miguel?" he spat, voice low. "Look around you. You're bleeding out. Your brother can barely stand. You can't protect them both."His words hit harder than the pain.Maria yanked me back, pulling at my collar. "Miguel! Enough! We have to go!" she said as she pulled me up.I saw the truth in her eyes. Diego was