Betrayed? I Upgraded to His Billionaire Brother novel Chapter 223

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Chapter 223

Third–person POV

The black Bentley glided smoothly down the road.

In the back seat, Gavin had been resting his eyes, but he opened them without hurry at the sound of his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and picked up.

The moment the call connected, Aiden launched in. “Have you seen the messages the guys are blowing up the group with?”

He’d just finished work and checked the chat, and his mood had been on a rollercoaster worthy of a soap opera.

Little Elara… was actually the one Zane had been searching for all these years.

The real one.

The group chat was going insane, even planning a lunch meet–up. Aiden hadn’t bothered to chime in, he just needed to know what Gavin was thinking, so he’d called immediately.

Gavin’s expression was cold, his voice dropping like ice. “I’m not blind.”

He’d seen Zane’s little announcement in the group the moment his plane landed two hours ago.

Anyone who knew him could hear it–this tone meant he was pissed to the core.

“So… you’re just going to take the L on this?” Aiden pressed. “I mean, she’s legally his wife. It’s not like we can go around causing a scene.”

Especially for someone like Gavin, who was pride and arrogance personified. The fact that he’d already lowered his standards enough to be the ‘other man‘ was shocking enough.

He definitely wouldn’t go chasing after Elara for an explanation.

This thing between him and Elara was probably just… over. They’d end up in another cold war, just like three years ago.

Dappled shadows from the trees lining the road flickered across Gavin’s sharply defined profile, obscuring his expression. All that was clear was his utterly flat voice. “What L am I taking?”

Those two words didn’t exist in his vocabulary anymore.

Back then, when she’d been willing to risk her life, jumping from a moving car just to marry Zane, he’d accepted it once. He wouldn’t accept it a second time.

He’d given them a chance. Zane had blown it. That was on him.

Hearing this, Aiden sensed trouble. “What does that mean? You just landed. What are you planning to do?”

Worried he might do something drastic, Aiden warned. “You know how stubborn your ‘little sister‘ can be. When she digs her heels in, she’s

worse than you. Don’t try to force her…”

After their big fallout three years ago, those two had become the definition of sibling rivals. That they’d managed to become lovers at all was nothing short of a miracle–Aiden had thought hell had frozen over.

“I know.” Aiden’s curiosity was burning. “So what are you going to do?”

Gavin pinched the bridge of his nose, answering with deliberate slowness. “I’m going to discuss my marriage prospects.”

“What?” Aiden was now fully in gossip mode, but the bastard on the other end gave him no chance to ask more, hanging up directly.

In the driver’s seat, Neil suppressed a smirk.

Discuss marriage prospects. He made it sound so casual. The truth was, Elara and Zane were at that restaurant, and this man was seething with jealousy.

His thoughts wandering, Neil remembered something important. “Sir, perhaps you should return Miss Elara’s calls? Just in case she needs you for something.”

Gavin’s gaze flickered down as his phone lit up with a series of new photos.

Fresh. Hot off the press.

Pictures of the girl… held in Zane’s arms.

Gavin’s brow furrowed so deeply it could crush a fly. It took him a long moment before he could speak, his voice laced with sarcasm.

“What could she possibly need? She’s doing just fine. Her most pressing issue is getting to a hospital to have that lovesick brain of hers. examined.”

The moment Zane snapped his fingers, she came running right back.

Hearing this, Neil knew any further would only add fuel to the fire. He changed the subject. “By the way, what should we do with the kidnappers?”

“With the evidence we have? Toss them to the police.” The voice from the back seat was chilly.

“And… that’s it? We’re not handling anything else?” Neil asked.

“Handling what? Let whoever enjoys meddling in other people’s business handle it,”

Neil fell instantly silent.

If it’s really ‘other people’s business,‘ then why did you fly tens of thousands of miles non–stop to get back here?

Elara’s POV

The moment I dropped that bombshell, the air in the private room went dead silent.

Charles and the others wore a mix of different expressions. They clearly wanted to ask something, but didn’t know where to start.

I guess none of them expected someone who seemed as soft–spoken as me to go through with something as big as a divorce so decisively.

But I wasn’t the one who owed them any explanations about this.

My mind was already unsettled, so I just stood up. “I’m going to the restroom.”

The door to the private room opened and closed behind me.

Faintly, I heard Zane’s voice from inside: “Little Elara has a bit of a temper. She’s throwing a divorce fit.”

Charles seized the key point. “So it’s just a threat to divorce?”

Chapter 223

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