A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 215

this trip had already been planned.

This was not simply my grandfather insisting on accompanying Jason and me out of protectiveness.

He was already involved.

Already moving pieces ahead of us.

Of course he was.

My grandfather dismissed the meeting shortly afterward with the same terrifying efficiency that made executives fear him across multiple industries.

Then, surprisingly-

He spent the next hour personally walking me through the building. 1

And smiling.

That was the truly shocking part.

As we moved through the executive floors, department heads and managers visibly exchanged confused looks

behind us.

Because Chairman Asher was not known for smiling.

At all.

Yet the entire morning, he remained oddly relaxed while introducing me to division leaders, department managers, financial coordinators, and legal teams.

“This is Amber.”

“My granddaughter.”

“The future heir.”

Every introduction caused another ripple of panic through the building.

I almost felt bad for them.

Almost.

As we crossed one of the upper hallways overlooking the city, my grandfather finally explained the real reason behind the Sum project.

“The land you and Jason are interested in,” he said calmly, “is directly beside the property Asher Corp is preparing to purchase.”

I stopped walking immediately.

“What?”

My grandfather looked faintly pleased with himself.

“If we purchase neighboring land simultaneously,” he explained, “your involvement with the property becomes significantly less suspicious.”

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Realization hit me instantly.

the Vincents, It would look like coincidence.

Corporate expansion.

Family collaboration.

Not targeted interference.

I smiled slowly despite myself.

My grandfather had already planned three steps ahead.

Again.

“You’re terrifying,” I informed him honestly.

He looked deeply satisfied by the statement.

We finally reached his office shortly afterward.

And somehow… 1

That surprised me too.

No secretary.

No assistant desk.

No outer reception area.

Just massive double doors leading directly into his office suite.

I frowned slightly while entering behind him.

“Where’s your assistant?”

My grandfather removed his suit jacket calmly before answering.

“He quit.”

I blinked once.

“…Why?”

“He claimed I was too much.”

I stared at him in silence for several seconds.

Honestly?

Fair.

His office itself was enormous.

Dark wood.

Floor-to-ceiling windows.

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Private meeting areas.

And enough organized chaos to perfectly reflect the Asher empire itself.

The moment we settled in, we opened a secure video call with Jason.

His face appeared almost immediately across the office screen.

“You survived the board?” he asked dryly.

“Barely.”

My grandfather ignored us both and immediately shifted into strategy mode.

Within an hour, the plan was finalized.

We would travel together to Sum.

Officially, the trip would be framed as a joint family business expansion.

Asher Corp.

Sol Management-Jason’s company operating under the Sun corporation.

And Phoenix Ashes.

A family consolidation strategy.

Completely normal.

Completely public.

And perfectly positioned to overlap directly with Vincent interests in the region.

Once the board and department heads fully understood who I actually was, the atmosphere around me shifted completely.

The same associates who initially looked at me with contempt now practically tripped over themselves trying to assist me.

It was exhausting.

The rest of the day passed almost too quickly.

Mostly because my grandfather apparently owned half the world.

He introduced me to division after division.

Food manufacturing.

Shipping logistics.

Luxury hotels.

Construction firms.

Defense contracting.

Retail chains.

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At one point I genuinely stopped and stared at one of the presentations.

We make candy bars?”

“Yes.”

Five minutes later-

“…Why do we manufacture custom rocket launchers?”

“Because it became profitable.”

I honestly did not know whether to laugh or be concerned anymore. 1

I honestly did not know whether to laugh or be concerned anymore. 1

The Asher corporation was absolute chaos.

A monstrous empire stitched together from dozens upon dozens of industries that should not logically fit together.

And somehow-

It worked perfectly.

By the end of the day, my head hurt.

My grandfather looked energized.

And somewhere in the middle of endless reports and company structures and strategic discussions-

I realized something quietly terrifying.

One day…

All of this would belong to me.

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The planning progressed terrifyingly fast after that.

Within forty-eight hours, legal teams were mobilized, investment proposals finalized, and enough paperwork exchanged between Asher Corp, Sol Management, and Phoenix Ashes to make the entire trip look like nothing more than an aggressive family expansion strategy.

Which, technically, it was.

Just not entirely for business reasons.

By the time we boarded my grandfather’s private plane, half the Asher board was already treating Jason like some kind of mythical creature.

Not openly, of course.

Executives of that level knew how to maintain professionalism.

But every glance lingered slightly too long.

Every interaction carried quiet curiosity beneath polished corporate masks.

Because while most people knew Jason Sun as the billionaire head of Sol management and one of the most influential businessmen in the country-

The older executives remembered something else.

Sómeone else.

His mother. 1

Jason sat beside me near one of the large cabin windows, reviewing investment reports while pretending not to notice the constant stares directed toward him.

He absolutely noticed them.

My grandfather, meanwhile, seemed deeply amused by the entire situation.

One of the senior Asher managers finally gathered enough courage to approach us halfway through the flight.

An older man with silver hair and nervous eyes.

“Mr. Sun,” he greeted politely.

Jason looked up immediately.

“Yes?”

The man hesitated briefly before smiling faintly.

“You look exactly like your late mother.”

The atmosphere around us shifted instantly.

The manager seemed to realize too late what he had said.

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“I mean-” he began awkwardly.

t Jason stopped him with a slight movement of his hand.

“It’s alright.”

The older man exhaled softly in relief before continuing more carefully.

“The resemblance is striking,” he admitted. “Especially the eyes.”

A faint smile crossed his face.

“And the icy glare you seem to carry most of the time.”

I almost choked on my coffee.

Jason looked deeply offended.

“I do not glare.”

Three nearby executives immediately looked away to avoid laughing.

Even my grandfather’s shoulders moved suspiciously.

The bittersweetness of the moment settled quietly afterward.

Because despite everything Samuel White had done…

Despite the pain attached to Jason’s past…

There were still pieces of his real parents, his mother living quietly inside him.

Not all memories attached to the White family were ugly.

And somehow, I think that realization unsettled Jason more than the comparison itself.

The Sum country airport was exactly as disappointing as the reports suggested.

Run down.

Poorly maintained.

Chaotic.

The structure looked decades behind modern standards, with cracked pavement visible even from the plane windows.

Inside, the terminal barely seemed capable of handling half the passengers currently moving through it.

Which aligned perfectly with everything we had uncovered.

The country had resources.

Massive resources.

But somehow…

Almost none of the wealth actually reached the people.

Several black SUVS waited for us outside the airport.

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