A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 135

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Defense.

Morning came too fast.

Soft light filtered through the glass ceiling-

The ocean calmer.

The world quieter.

For a moment-

It felt like nothing had changed.

Until reality arrived.

The sound of cars.

Voices.

Movement outside.

I stepped out onto the balcony with Jason-

Just as Pamela and Marcus arrived.

Pamela didn’t even wait.

The moment she saw me-

She walked straight up-

And pulled me into a tight hug.

“You scared me.”

Her voice was low.

Not angry.

Relieved.

“I’m okay,” I murmured.

“I know.”

She pulled back-

Looking me over like she didn’t quite believe it.

Marcus stood nearby-

Hands in his pockets-

Watching.

Assessing.

“You disappear into a castle and don’t tell anyone?” he muttered.

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Alex’s voice cut in from behind-

‘s not a castle.”

A pause.

“It’s the fairy house.”

Everyone turned.

Alex stood there-

Arms crossed.

Certain.

Jason chuckled.

“Fairy house, huh?”

Alex nodded.

“It fits.”

I smiled.

It did.

Mrs. Sun approached us next.

Warm.

Gentle.

She cupped my face lightly-

Then leaned in-

Kissing my cheek.

Then Jason’s.

“My dears.”

Her voice softened.

“I will stay with the children.”

Jason nodded immediately.

A guard stepped forward-

Positioning himself discreetly nearby.

Silent.

Watchful.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

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She smiled.

Your grandfather, Mr. Sun, and Mr. Stuart have already agreed.”

A pause. 1

“If I couldn’t find who owned this place before…”

Her eyes sparkled slightly.

“…then no one else will.”

That-

That was true.

“And right now,” she added more seriously,

“There is no safer place.”

The weight of her words settled.

Because we all knew why.

Marcus stepped forward slightly-

His expression shifting.

Professional now.

Focused.

“The military raid-”

That got everyone’s attention.

“They recovered more victims.”

My chest tightened.

“How many?”

“Three women.”

A pause. 1

“Adults.”

But that didn’t make it better.

“They were being held at the Vinni estate.”

Pamela’s hand clenched slightly beside me.

“What do you mean held?” she asked sharply.

Marcus exhaled.

“They confirmed the pattern.”

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Silence.

Heavy.

“The Becker family isolated them first.”

“Just like Iris.”

“Then-”

He hesitated.

“They were forcibly married into the Vinni family.”

Shock rippled through us.

Cold.

Violent.

“To take control of their inheritance.”

Jason went still beside me.

Dangerously still.

“They were heirs,” Marcus continued.

“From smaller families.”

“Not as powerful—”

“But financially significant.”

A system.

A strategy.

A network.

My stomach turned.

“They’re talking now,” Marcus added.

“And what they’re saying…”

A pause.

“…this goes deeper than we thought.”

Silence.

Again.

But this time-

It wasn’t shock.

It was understanding.

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This wasn’t over.

Not even close.

“And the heads of the families?” Jason asked.

His voice was calm.

Too calm.

Marcus’s expression darkened.

“They weren’t arrested.”

A beat.

“They’re out on bail.”

Something in me snapped cold.

“They’re free?” Pamela said, disbelief clear.

Marcus nodded once.

“They’re awaiting trial.”

Danger.

Immediate.

Real.

I glanced toward the house.

Toward the children.

Toward Iris.

Toward Rose.

This place wasn’t just a dream anymore.

It was a shield.

And outside of it-

The world was still very much at war.

The courthouse was already overflowing.

Cameras.

Flashes.

Voices shouting over one another-

“Ms. Asher!”

“Is your marriage real?”

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“Did you cheat on Mr. White?”

Are the allegations true?”

The noise hit like a wave.

Relentless.

Sharp.

Jason’s hand tightened around mine.

Then-

He stepped slightly ahead-

Shielding me.

His

presence alone enough to force space-

To push the chaos back.

Cold.

Controlled.

Untouchable.

“Stay close,” he murmured.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t need to.

Behind us-

Marcus and Pamela followed.

Silent.

Focused.

Watching everything.

Pamela leaned slightly closer to me as we walked.

“They called the press.”

Her voice low.

Certain.

I didn’t look back.

“I know.”

A pause. 1

“If Adrian hadn’t pushed for the Heir trial to happen early…”

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She exhaled softly.

He could’ve had the advantage.”

That made me glance at her.

“And yet he didn’t take it.”

Pamela nodded slightly.

“I think that’s why he did it.”

A beat.

“He never really wanted to win.”

Her gaze softened just a fraction.

“He just wanted to keep his sister safe.”

My chest tightened.

Because now-

Everything he had done made sense.

Every move.

Every risk.

Pamela added quietly-

“After this…”