A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 246

Alice looked completely delighted.

She waved at everyone.

The audience waved back.

For a brief moment, the atmosphere inside the ballroom felt warm.

Hopeful.

Optimistic.

Then the screens flickered.

The images changed.

My smile disappeared.

The ballroom went silent.

A young Jason appeared on the screen.

College age.

Drunk.

Very drunk.

My stomach dropped.

Someone was supporting him.

Dragging him down a hallway.

A woman.

Long dark hair.

Elegant dress.

I recognized her instantly.

Eleanor Vincent.

The Vincent princess.

The video continued.

The woman pulled Jason toward a hotel room.

The door opened.

The two disappeared inside.

The screen cut to black.

Then white letters appeared.

IS THIS REALLY WHO YOU WANT HERE?

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Silence.

Absolute silence.

The entire ballroom froze.

Every eye turned toward Jason.

Every single one.

And for the first time since arriving in Sum…

I saw genuine shock on his face.

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Amber POV

The ballroom remained cortipletely silent.

The screen still displayed the message.

IS THIS REALLY WHO YOU WANT HERE?

I slowly turned toward Jason.

He looked furious.

Not guilty.

Not nervous.

Furious.

Which immediately told me something important.

He recognized the footage.

“Amber.”

His voice was low.

Controlled.

Dangerously controlled.

“I can explain.”

I blinked.

Then another memory surfaced.

A business gala years ago.

A drunken Jason.

Marcus.

A business card.

My eyes widened.

“Wait.”

Jason looked at me.

I frowned.

“Was that the night I gave you Marcus’s card?”

His expression immediately changed.

Recognition.

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“Yes,”

The answer came instantly.

“That was that night.”

The governor along with several members of the organizing committee approached our table.

He looked between Jason and the frozen image on the screen.

Then, to everyone’s surprise, he asked:

“Mr. Sun.”

Jason looked up.

“Did Eleanor Vincent take advantage of you?”

Silence.

Complete silence.

I actually stopped typing.

Several reporters openly stared.

The committee members exchanged confused looks.

Everyone had expected the governor to be angry.

To accuse Jason.

To question him.

Instead…

He sounded concerned.

Genuinely concerned.

Jason looked just as surprised.

“What?”

Governor Henry frowned.

“You were barely standing.”

He pointed toward the image frozen on the screen.

“You were intoxicated.”

A pause.

“Extremely intoxicated.”

Another pause.

“And from what I can see, she was not.”

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The governor crossed his arms.

So I will ask again.”

His voice hardened.

“Did Eleanor Vincent attempt to take advantage of you?”

Jason remained silent for a moment.

Then sighed.

“I think she intended to.”

The governor immediately cursed.

Loudly.

Passionately.

And very creatively.

Several reporters nearly dropped their phones.

“I knew it.”

He shook his head.

“The Vincents are shameless.”

Another curse followed.

Then another.

“Don’t worry.”

He pointed directly at Jason.

“Sum remembers what that family did.”

A pause.

“And if Eleanor Vincent thought she was going to embarrass you with this…”

His smile became dangerous.

“Then she just reminded us why we threw her ancestors out.”

Several people nodded.

The governor looked genuinely offended on Jason’s behalf.

“Do not waste a second feeling ashamed.”

His voice carried surprising convictio..”

The room fell silent.

Then the governor added:

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“Sum will get its revenge from the Vincents soon enough.”

tared at the screen.

Then back at Jason.

Then I laughed.

Actually laughed.

The audience looked confused.

Jason looked confused.

The governor looked confused.

Mrs. Sun looked ready to murder someone.

I stood abruptly.

“Give me five minutes.”

Then I walked out of the ballroom.

The media immediately followed.

Of course they did.

Outside the main hall I pulled out my phone.

Jason appeared behind me moments later.

“You believe me?”

I looked offended.

“Jason.”

He immediately stopped talking.

Because he already knew the answer.

I sat down on one of the lobby couches and opened my laptop.

The footage had already spread online.

Thousands of shares.

Hundreds of comments.

Millions of views incoming.

Amateurs.

The Vincents really needed better people.

The footage itself gave me everything I needed.

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