All Chapters of When Betray Brings Mr. Right: Chapter 241 - Chapter 250

The estate came into view, its sprawling grounds surrounded by a high, electrified fence. The main building was a fortress, with towering walls and security cameras scanning every angle. Charles slowed the SUV, parking it at a safe distance before stepping out.He crouched low, moving through the shadows as he assessed the perimeter. His military training kicked in, his instincts sharp as he scanned for weak points in the security system. He spotted a blind spot near the northeast corner, where the fence was partially obscured by thick trees.Charles slipped through the shadows, his movements silent and precise. He reached the fence, pulling a small toolkit from his jacket. Within moments, he’d disabled the section’s electrical charge and cut through the metal with a pair of industrial wire cutters.The night was eerily quiet as Charles slipped inside the estate grounds, his heart pounding steadily in his chest. He moved quickly but carefully, sticking to the shadows as he approached

Alysha sat frozen, her mind struggling to piece together the web of connections Charles had just revealed. The weight of his words pressed heavily on her, each revelation more shocking than the last."Ivan Anderson Suegra," she murmured, her voice barely audible as her thoughts raced. "He's... Anderson? And Suegra?"Charles nodded, his arms crossed as he leaned against the wall. “Yes. Ivan is the son of Heinz Anderson and Margot Suegra. That’s why he carries both names—it’s his lineage. He’s the blood of both families.”Alysha’s breath hitched, her chest tightening as the implications of this sank in. “And my Sisi…”“She’s Cyndra Anderson Suegra,” Charles said, his tone firm. “Because she carries Ivan’s blood. She’s a direct heir to both the Anderson and Suegra legacies.”Alysha pressed her trembling hands against her lap, her heart pounding. The Anderson and Suegra names weren’t just names—they were empires, legacies rooted in power, influence, and unimaginable wealth. And her daught

Henry gave all the information to Ivan what happened that night with Alysha.Alysha, leaving the military camp alone at night. The thought alone sent a chill through him, but it was what Henry said next that truly froze his blood.“Wait, what?” Ivan managed to choke out, his voice filled with shock and a growing sense of dread. “She met with someone... and they showed her Sisi’s video?”Henry nodded, his face grim. “Yes. But it was a setup, Sir. They used the video to lure her out. A few men tried to kidnap her.”Ivan felt the blood drain from his face, his hands gripping the edge of a nearby table for support. “Alysha was almost kidnapped?” he whispered, his mind racing as he tried to piece it all together. “Who were they? And what happened after that?”Henry’s eyes darkened, and he let out a slow, frustrated sigh. “I don’t know exactly who they were, but they were definitely professionals. It was well-organized. But...” He paused, a slight hint of relief in his eyes. “Armin interven

Ivan’s world seemed to shift when the realization hit him. Alysha was gone. Every lead, every contact, every place she could have gone to—nothing had turned up. It was like she had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace behind. For the first time in a long time, Ivan felt a surge of panic clawing at his insides.He stood in his office, staring at the array of maps and surveillance photos that had been spread across the desk, each one a reminder of how fruitless the search had been. Henry and his team had scoured every known location—her family’s estates, the military villa, even the hospital where she worked. They’d spoken to cab drivers, checked CCTV footage, contacted everyone who might have had a clue. But nothing. It was as if she’d simply disappeared.Henry entered the room, his expression grave. “Sir... we’ve exhausted every option. She’s not in any of the locations we checked. It’s like she’s disappeared.”Ivan’s eyes flashed with frustration, his hands gripping the edge of

Gabriel’s eyes flicked over to Charles Sternly, his expression one of genuine gratitude. “Thank you very much, Charles. Thank you for bringing Andrine to me.”Charles offered a dry smile, one that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “She was alone in Boston, Gabriel. No one there to take care of her. And reaching out to your family is... well, not exactly easy.” He paused, as if weighing his next words carefully. “So, I brought her here. Along with Bjorn.”The words hung in the air like a thunderclap.Gabriel’s face went pale, his eyes wide with shock. “What?” he breathed, as if the very sound of his own disbelief was too much to bear. “Bjorn... here?”Charles’s expression remained flat, unreadable. “He’s in an air ambulance, right outside your gates.”For a split second, everything seemed to stand still. Then, without another word, Gabriel bolted. He rushed past Charles, his heart hammering in his chest as he tore through the mansion’s grand hall, the heavy wooden doors creaking open as he