All Chapters of Betrayed By The Billionaire Playboy: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

(Olivia’s POV)The estate was a world away from the chaos of the city—a sprawling countryside property shrouded in mist and silence. The kind of place where secrets could bury themselves deep in the soil and Isabella took me there to bury my secrets or rather hide me as a secret from Ferro. She helped me.Isabella had appeared unexpectedly at the rundown motel where I was hiding, her usual calm demeanor replaced with urgency. “You’re not safe here,” she’d said, her tone leaving no room for argument as usual. I didn’t know why I followed her but then I trusted her even though I didn’t want to.Now, as I stood in the grand foyer of her estate, surrounded by polished marble and heavy drapes, I wasn’t sure I was any safer.“You didn’t have to bring me here,” I said, my voice cautious.Isabella offered a faint smile, her gray eyes unreadable. “You’ll thank me when you realize just how far Ferro’s reach extends.”She turned and wa

(Armando’s POV)The night air was dense with tension, the faint scent of smoke and damp earth clinging to my senses as my men and I approached Isabella’s estate after my men gave me the intel that Olivia was here. The quiet was deceptive, the kind that screamed danger, as if the shadows themselves were waiting to strike. I couldn’t get the thought of Olivia off my mind.“Stay sharp,” I ordered, my voice low but commanding. My grip tightened around my pistol, my eyes scanning every corner for movement.Then I saw her.Olivia burst through the front door, her figure illuminated by the pale moonlight. Her breaths were ragged, her dress torn at the hem, and her eyes wild with fear. Behind her, the masked attackers emerged, their steps deliberate, their weapon raised.Rage ignited in my chest like a flame and seeing Olivia in the state of fear made my blood go boil. I wanted to shred those motherfuckers to pieces.“Move!” I barke

(Dual POV: Olivia and Armando)Olivia’s POVThe safe house felt stifling when I returned after escaping Ferros men, its walls closing in as I spread the documents across the table. My hands trembled as I flipped through them, my mind still reeling from the ambush and the discovery of my mother’s photos. I was in the room alone as I didn’t allow anyone to go through it with me because I didn’t trust anyone yet.The papers were dense, filled with financial jargon and coded references, but I forced myself to focus. Every line, every number, every hidden thread demanded my attention. I had to find the truth.And then I saw it—a series of transactions spanning years, linking Ferro to shell companies and shadow accounts. At first glance, they seemed insignificant, but the deeper I looked, the clearer it became.Ferro hadn’t just benefited from my father’s downfall; he had orchestrated it.The transactions painted a damning picture

(Ferro’s POV)Olivia stood before me, trembling like a drenched little hen that was looking for her mother in the midst of a storm, her defiance crumbling under the weight of her fear. Her green eyes darted between James and me, searching for a way out, but there wasn’t one. Not tonight.I leaned back in my chair, the leather creaking under the weight of my amusement. Beside me, James swirled his glass of whiskey lazily, his smirk widening as he watched her.“You look surprised to see James, Olivia,” I said smoothly, my voice slicing through the silence. “What’s the matter? Did you really think I would discard James like a piece of trash?”Her lips parted, but no words came out.“Oh, you did,” I continued, letting a cold laugh escape. “How deliciously naive of you. But that’s what I wanted, wasn’t it? For you to believe I’d turned on him. For you to trust me.”Her fists clenched, and I could see the flicker of anger beneath her fear. Beautiful.James chuckled beside me, raising his gl

(Dual POV: Olivia and Armando)Olivia’s POV:The cold tiles of the lab room pressed against my knees as I crouched by the landline, my fingers trembling as I dialed Armando's emergency contact number.Each ring felt like a countdown, my heartbeat pounding louder than the faint hum of the fluorescent light overhead. I already heard footsteps approaching.Finally, a voice answered. “Moretti speaking.”A bright smile filled my face as I was filled with assurance. Never did I think that I would be that excited just to hear Armando’s voice.“It’s Olivia,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “I’m on Ferro’s island—”The door burst open, slamming against the wall with a deafening crack before I could finish my statement. I quickly hid a document from the file I had seen in the lab.I froze, the receiver slipping from my hand as the guard I had overpowered stormed in, his face twisted with fury and with one other guard