All Chapters of BEYOND BETRAYAL-THE REVENGE OF THE BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Isabel POVThe voice froze me in place. It wasn’t the cold tone or the precise command; it was the familiarity of it. Miguel stiffened beside me, his hand twitching toward his gun.“Don’t,” the voice warned. “I’d rather this not end in bloodshed—for once.”Through the dim light, the figure stepped forward. My breath caught as recognition dawned.“Alex,” Miguel growled, his voice dripping with disbelief.Miguel POVAlex’s smug grin hadn’t changed, but everything else about him had. His stance was more deliberate, his clothes sharper, and his gear... military-grade.“I bet you didn’t see this coming,” Alex said, lowering his gun but keeping it within reach as he steps closer to us and his face scanning the environment like hawk searching for its prey.“How are you alive?” I demanded with a little bit of unease running through me.“Resilient, aren’t I?” he replied, his smirk widening. “Let’s just say I had a little help.”Isabel POVI stepped closer to Miguel, my knife still in hand. “He

Isabel POVThe clock was merciless, each second ticking away like a hammer striking steel. I sat bent over Victor’s computer, the glowing screen illuminating the grim list of undercover agents. The names blurred together, but I forced myself to focus. Somewhere in these files were people I had helped—families I had relocated, lives I had sworn to protect.Victor’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “We don’t have time for this,” he barked, pacing behind me. “The plan is set. Either you’re with me, or you’re not.”I ignored him, scanning the columns of data for anything that stood out. A pattern. A clue. Something to buy these people more than the death sentence Victor was preparing to deliver.Miguel POVMarissa and I moved through the lower levels of the safe house; our weapons drawn. The place was too quiet now, the air thick with anticipation.“This isn’t just a raid,” Marissa muttered her voice barely audible, her eyes scanning every corner. “It’s precision work. Gideon’s people

Isabel POVThe automated defenses came alive with a shriek of grinding metal, sending us scrambling for cover. Machine-gun turrets deployed from hidden compartments in the walls, spraying bullets indiscriminately into the chaos. Screams filled the air, and I flattened myself against the ground, clutching my laptop to my chest.“They’re targeting everyone!” I shouted, my voice barely cutting through the cacophony.Miguel dragged me to my feet, his grip firm. “Move! Now!”We sprinted down a side corridor, dodging shrapnel and stray gunfire. The building, already battered by the siege, felt like it was collapsing around us. The floor trembled beneath my boots, and the overhead lights flickered like dying fireflies.Victor’s voice crackled over the comms. “We need to split up. Isabel, secure the data. Miguel, find an escape route. Marissa, get us a diversion.”“And you?” Marissa’s reply was sharp, her tone daring him to say something foolish.“I’ll buy us time,” Victor said curtly.“No he

Isabel POVThe power outage plunged the building into a choking silence, broken only by the distant thud of boots and muffled shouts. My laptop screen glowed faintly; the words END GAME taunting me like a ghost from my past.Miguel’s hand tightened on my shoulder. “What are we looking at?”I swallowed hard. “Victor said there was a failsafe, something to destroy the system. But... what if it’s not?”Miguel frowned. “What do you mean?”I hesitated, my fingers flying across the keys, pulling up the buried lines of code Victor had uncovered. Each layer revealed more, the intricate threads of manipulation stretching further than I’d imagined.“It’s a trap,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “Activating it doesn’t erase the system—it merges control. Gideon would have complete command.”Miguel’s expression darkened. “Victor doesn’t know.”“Or he does, and he thinks he’s outsmarting them.”We didn’t have time to debate it. The comms crackled, and Marissa’s voice came through,

Isabel POVThe room crackled with tension, every second stretching into an eternity as Diego stood in the doorway, his rifle raised. His eyes, cold and calculating, locked onto Miguel. “You don’t have to do this,” Miguel said, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his eyes.Diego’s expression didn’t falter. “Yes, I do. You’re on the wrong side of this, Miguel.”“The wrong side?” Miguel stepped forward, his rifle lowered slightly, but his movements deliberate. “You’re working for a man who’s willing to destroy everything just to control it.”Diego’s jaw tightened. “You think I don’t know what’s at stake? Gideon’s system can prevent wars, stop crimes before they happen—save millions of lives. That’s worth more than your petty rebellion.”“Diego, please,” I said, stepping beside Miguel. “The system isn’t what you think it is. It’s not saving lives. It’s manipulating them.”He glanced at me; his gaze hard. “Stay out of this.”Gideon’s voice interrupted. “Enough talk. Diego, secure the