All Chapters of YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND BILLIONAIRE SINCE 1692: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

The quiet of the evening had settled over the community center after the excitement of the festival. The grounds were now empty, save for a few volunteers packing up the last of the decorations. Yet, in the stillness, Arabela couldn’t shake the feeling that something was about to shift again. There had been whispers in the air for weeks—secrets hidden beneath the surface of their community’s success. She could sense it, just beyond her reach.Christine, as usual, was the first to notice. She had always been the more perceptive one, reading the undercurrents of emotions that others missed. She approached Arabela quietly, her voice low. “You’ve been quiet all evening. What’s on your mind?”Arabela glanced over at the volunteers, who were wrapping up and saying their goodbyes. “I don’t know, Christine. Something feels... off. We’ve done so much, and yet there’s something I haven’t figured out. I feel like there’s something I should know.”Christine raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean? Y

The silence in the hidden room felt suffocating as Arabela, Christine, and Elise stood facing the photographs of people whose lives had once been intertwined with the shadowy history of the community center. The weight of what had been revealed pressed down on them, but it was the sudden shift in Elise’s demeanor that truly unsettled Arabela. Elise’s eyes, once full of uncertainty and regret, now seemed clouded with something darker—something far more guarded. She was hiding something, and Arabela could feel it. The air between them crackled with the tension of unspoken words. “You have to tell us more, Elise,” Arabela said, her voice firm but filled with a quiet urgency. “Who is this man? Why is he in all these pictures?” Elise hesitated, casting a furtive glance at the photographs. The room, dim and shadowed, seemed to close in around them as if the past was watching them, waiting for them to make their next move. “He’s a part of everything,” Elise finally whispered, her voi

The days that followed felt like a fragile truce—one that Arabela wasn’t sure could hold. With her heart now cautiously open to the possibility of a future with him, she couldn’t ignore the lingering shadows that still loomed over her. The secrets of the community center, Elise’s betrayal, and the discovery of Asim Al-Din’s criminal ties had shifted the ground beneath her feet. Everything she thought she knew had been shaken to its core, and while she tried to rebuild trust in the midst of it all, the battle for control of the center—and the life she had worked so hard to build—was far from over.The tension in the air was palpable, and Arabela could sense it in every meeting, every whispered conversation, every glance exchanged between the people still loyal to the cause of the community center. There were those who wanted to protect the center’s legacy, and there were those who, emboldened by the truth, wanted to tear it all down.But it wasn’t just about the center anymore. It was

The grand chandelier above the dining table cast a soft glow across the room, but beneath its brilliance, an undeniable darkness loomed. Arabela’s fingers trembled as she picked up the letter. It was a letter she never thought she would see—an anonymous note with one simple line: *The truth about your closest ally is far more twisted than you imagine.* Her heart raced as she scanned the room for any sign of who might have left it. Christine, sitting across from her, had been unusually quiet, her face an unreadable mask. It was hard for Arabela to reconcile the woman she had trusted so completely with the suspicion creeping into her thoughts. Could it be true?"Are you alright?" Christine's voice broke through the silence, laced with an edge of concern that Arabela didn’t fully believe. "You look pale."Arabela nodded, folding the letter slowly. "Just a little tired."But inside, a storm was brewing. *Could Christine really be the one behind everything?* It had been her idea to work w

The weight of the previous day still hung over Arabela like a thick fog. The confrontation with Christine had not been easy, but it had opened the door to a new possibility—a chance to rebuild, to reclaim what was hers. Yet, as the sun dipped low in the sky, Arabela knew that redemption came with a price. To undo the damage, she would need more than just Christine’s remorse. She would need allies—new ones. Strong ones.She paced the length of her office, the cool breeze from the open windows brushing against her skin as her thoughts swirled. The people behind Christine’s betrayal were still out there, lurking in the shadows, and Arabela had no illusions that they would take her forgiveness lying down. If anything, they would come harder, more determined than before."Arabela."Her name was spoken with a sense of calm authority, and she looked up to find Yilmaz standing in the doorway. His presence was like a steady anchor amidst the storm of her emotions."You’re still up," he observe