Betrayed By Love: The Genius's Revenge

Chapter 6

Word Count: 568 | Released on: 18/04/2026

s massive hand shot forward and cl

a's cheap shoes scraped against the ma

weight of his grip. The air in

lly at Ivan's thick forearm, her fingerna

a demonic mask of pure rage

es wide and unhinged. "Jus

ears like a war drum. Her vision started to narrow, the edges of

She stared down at him. She ref

just a fraction of a millimete

word was a broken, wet rasp. "T

ire body w

ed, her face now turning a

ng accident hit Ivan's nervous system like a s

go, his fear made

lla's vision. Her hands went

s door of the terrace wa

ious roar had carried through the empty VIP corridor, drawing the exact

oman's voic

way, her hands pressed to her ch

d Ivan's shoulder and yanked him

his hand ripping a

up, Ella collapsed. She hit the concrete f

lungs, feeling like swallowed glass. She coughed violently

st Leland's hold. "She's a dem

on the floor. She didn't even lo

bell family hurried over to Ivan.

as were hidden in the potted plants. "Are you out of your mind? Do you know how many re

he pressed her hand against t

ry about the stock market while her daugh

ad across Ella's face. It w

copic thread of hope Ella had for this

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Betrayed By Love: The Genius's Revenge

Bai Bian Modern

“For three years, nineteen-year-old Ella Campbell rotted in a freezing psychiatric isolation room. Her billionaire family didn't visit her once, only pulling her out today to force her to publicly apologize to Ashlyn, the perfect sister who had framed her. At Ashlyn's glamorous engagement gala, Ella was treated worse than a stray dog and forced to watch her childhood sweetheart propose to her sister. When Ella showed no jealousy, her brother Ivan dragged her onto a dark balcony and nearly choked her to death. Her mother didn't even check if Ella was breathing, merely ordering a makeup artist to paint thick concealer over the dark purple handprints on Ella's neck so the family's stock price wouldn't drop. Standing under the blinding stage lights in a shapeless gray dress, facing three hundred mocking Wall Street executives, Ella was supposed to be the broken, obedient psycho the Campbells needed. "I am deeply sorry for the pain I caused." She was supposed to end the apology there and bow to her abusers, but Ella didn't shed a single tear. "My only regret is that I didn't insist on waiting for the police to arrive that night. I deeply regret that I didn't demand a full, legal toxicology report to prove to everyone exactly what happened." As the ballroom erupted into suspicious whispers and her paralyzed twin brother finally saw the violent bruises hidden beneath her makeup, Ella's counterattack against the Campbell family officially began.”