All Chapters of When Betray Brings Mr. Right: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Neil gazed at Gabriel, each word laced with challenge and accusations that had lingered unspoken for far too long. Gabriel felt the pressure mounting, the gradual unraveling of his usual control—a rare sensation that was both infuriating and unsettling. For once, he was at a loss, and Neil's ruthless persistence was leaving him alone."Neil," Gabriel began, his voice edged with forced calm, "you were responsible for bringing my daughter-in-law, Alysha Jarl, safely to the States. You knew the stakes. So tell me, why isn’t she there?”Neil crossed his arms, a cold smile barely concealing his contempt. “And how am I supposed to know what you did to her?” His voice was a low growl, the accusation slicing through the air, and Gabriel felt his pulse spike. Neil’s words hit with a precision that forced him to react, his face hardening.“She went missing, Neil!” Gabriel barked, his voice cutting through the thick silence, frustration evident. “She’s not at the hotel, and there’s no record of

In Jarl palace, Alysha slowly stepped out of her hidden room, her entire body trembling from the weight of the conversation she had just overheard. Her hands shook as she clutched the fabric of her dress, her innocent eyes wide with fear. She felt as though the world around her was crumbling.Ingrid, noticing her daughter’s distress, looked at her with helplessness, her heart aching for the fear and confusion etched on Alysha’s face. There was little comfort she could offer in this moment.Neil’s voice, steady and cold, cut through the tense air. "Have you seen them, Mr. Jarl?" he said, his gaze piercing Karol. "Have you seen the Rodriguez family? How could you give your daughter to such a dangerous lot?"Karol's face paled as he turned to Neil, his voice weak and filled with regret. "I was helpless, Mr. Holland. I needed the money. You know I have a large family to care for. I may come from royalty, but we are far from billionaires like the Rodriguez / Suegra family." His words were

Andrine twirled around her room, lost in the thrill of the memory, her heart racing with joy. Bjorn had noticed her. He’d shouted for her, asked for her. Her mind played it over and over, filling in the details with her own starry-eyed hopes. The hero of her life, her true love, the one she’d admired for so long, had finally seen her. She could barely contain her happiness, her face flushed with excitement as she imagined him holding her, looking at her the way she’d always dreamed.Just then, the door burst open, and Hazel, her older sister, rushed in, her face pale and stricken with fear. “Andrine!” Hazel cried, her voice trembling, a look of horror etched into her features.Andrine stopped mid-twirl, her joyful daydream crashing back to reality. “Hazel? What happened?” she asked, her heart skipping a beat, sensing the urgency in her sister’s tone.Hazel took a shaky breath, her eyes filling with tears as she looked at Andrine. “Mom and Dad… they just accepted a large dowry from Nei

The first SUV's door swung open with a resounding thud, creating a tension-filled atmosphere. Ivan Anderson Suegra stepped out, his long leg hitting the ground first, followed by his towering body. His piercing blue eyes scanned the palace, his expression unreadable but filled with a simmering intensity. The air around him seemed to thicken as he took in the sight of the mansion.From another SUV, Bjorn Rodriguez emerged with a devilish smile curling on his lips. He walked toward Ivan, his excitement barely contained, his eyes gleaming with a twisted satisfaction. This was what he thrived on—chaos, conflict, and drama.“Uncle,” Bjorn called out, his voice cutting through the tense air as he strode up to Ivan. “This is the house. They threatened Dad. Even Neil Holland was there.”Ivan’s gaze sharpened at Bjorn’s words, his jaw tightening. His eyes flicked toward the palace with a cold calculation, absorbing the weight of the situation. His presence was commanding, the kind that made

The sleek, black car pulled up to the sprawling gates of the Holland mansion, a heavy silence filled the air. The towering iron gates parted slowly, revealing the grandeur of the estate beyond, its vastness intimidating. Inside the car, Andrine and Alysha sat side by side, their faces pale, their bodies tense as they approached the place that would now serve as their refuge—or prison.Neil Holland sat at the wheel, his face emotionless, his eyes focused on the road ahead. The tension in the car was thick, but Neil showed no signs of hesitation. This was all part of his plan, and he knew the weight of what he had taken on. He glanced briefly in the rearview mirror at Andrine and Alysha, their youthful faces etched with fear and uncertainty.As the car rolled up the driveway, the massive Holland mansion loomed larger with each passing second. Its imposing stone walls, grand windows, and the intricate designs carved into its structure seemed to watch the car’s arrival like a silent senti