Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245: Warning From Justin

While others were sleeping soundly, the Brown family was restless, especially Ivan Brown. It had been hours since he issued the statement declaring their stand on the incident during the perfume event, but there was no response from the opposite party.

Other than Ivan, the ones most desperately waiting for a response from Mia and Natalie’s side were the reporters. They had been closely monitoring the company’s website, social media, and any other possible source of updates, but there was no activity.

Dan, who was usually the spokesperson for Natalie’s side, was unreachable, as he had turned off his cellphone—and so had the others.

Little did they know, the few people they were so concerned about were sleeping soundly in their beds after days of exhaustion, leaving the outside world in chaos.

"Ivan, it’s midnight. Get some sleep now," Ivan’s father instructed.

Ivan looked utterly exhausted. After returning from a tiring business trip, he had to deal with yet another mess created by his family. He simply nodded and returned to his room. Lying in bed, he couldn’t help but wonder why problems had suddenly started appearing in his previously peaceful life.

Since the day Natalie left his company, he had already been facing various issues and dealing with unexpected losses affecting his company, as if he had offended someone powerful who was targeting him for no apparent reason. _{freewebnovel.cσ๓}

His most profitable venture, the perfume brand, desperately needed innovation and capable talent. When Natalie was the director of the R&D department, he never realized how much of a difference she made—everything had seemed effortless and well-managed. But with Natalie gone, it felt as though there wasn’t a single capable person left in the department. Productivity had plummeted, and now he had to focus on bringing in new perfumes.

Though Briena was appointed to Natalie’s place, she never worked there due to her busy schedule. And now that she had signed a movie, there was no way he could ask her to take charge of the department.

Just then, his cellphone rang. It was Briena. She had called him a few times earlier, but he hadn’t answered due to the stress he was under.

Finally, he received the call, only to hear her sweet voice. "Ivan, where have you been? I was so worried about you. You didn’t answer my calls."

"I’m home," he replied in a tired tone. "Don’t worry."

"Is it about today’s matter? Are you alright?" She sounded concerned.

He hummed. "I am."

"If you need any help, let me know."

"Sure."

"It’s late. You should rest. I’ll come to see you tomorrow," she assured him.

He hummed again, hung up the call, and stared at the ceiling of his room. For the first time, Briena’s sweet, caring voice didn’t comfort him. In fact, he felt like, even if he hadn’t spoken to her, it wouldn’t have made a difference.

When he was with Natalie, whenever there was a serious situation, she wouldn’t call to comfort him. Instead, she would take action and solve the issue. That was her way—straightforward and effective.

He scrolled through his contact list, and his gaze stopped at Natalie’s name. He wished to call her, but what was the use? This time, she was the one standing on the opposite side, the one he needed to deal with.

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes. Unconsciously, his lips moved as he mumbled, "Nat."

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At the Ford Mansion

"How is he?" Clara asked Briena, who had just hung up the call and was now lounging lazily on the couch in her lavish room.