A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 414

Blood and family 2

Jason POV

I was beginning to hate the word wait. Still, an hour earlier we hadn’t known why Amber couldn’t breathe. Now we did. We had gone from an unknown poison to a specific toxin, from doctors trying to treat symptoms without knowing their source to an antitoxin being prepared and a medical team that finally knew exactly what they were fighting. That mattered, even if it didn’t make the fear disappear.

“Can I see her?”

The critical-care physician nodded. “Briefly. We’re administering treatment and monitoring her very closely, but you can sit with her as long as you don’t interfere with the team.”

“I won’t.”

Emory made a skeptical sound under his breath.

I looked at him. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“You don’t believe me?”

“I’ve met both you and your wife.” 1

Despite everything, I almost smiled. Then I looked through the glass again and couldn’t. “I need to see her.”

“You will,” Emory said.

Before they took me inside, I wanted to know the children were settled. I asked the nurse to return me to the waiting area for a few minutes while the doctors prepared Amber’s treatment.

The room was still crowded when I returned, and Alice immediately ran toward me. “Alex said they’re boys!”

Apparently that was the most urgent news in her world.

“They are.”

“Two?”

“Still two.”

Rose appeared beside her. “Are they cute?”

“No.”

Alex looked personally offended from across the room. “Dad!”

Alice gasped. “They are cute!”

“You haven’t seen them.”

“Alex said they are.”

“Alex is biased.”

“They’re our brothers!”

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“Exactly. Biased.”

Por a few minutes, I let them argue with me because listening to them debate whether newborn babies were cute was infinitely better than watching them stare at the critical-care doors waiting for someone to tell them whether their mother could breathe.

It was while Alice was explaining that all babies were automatically cute that I noticed someone was missing.

My eyes moved across the waiting area. Noah stood near Marcus, talking quietly with Mr. Stait. Pamela was with Grandmother, Daniel was nearby, and members of Amber’s unit were scattered throughout the room.

Jasmine wasn’t among them.

I looked again, thinking I had simply missed her in the crowd, but there was no mistaking the absence of someone like Jasmine once I started searching for her.

“Where’s Jasmine?”

Noah stopped speaking.

That reaction was enough to make my stomach tighten.

I looked directly at him. “Where is she?”

“I thought she was with Pamela.”

Pamela immediately shook her head. “Not for the last hour.”

Mr. Stait turned toward us. “What?”

“Jasmine is gone,” I said.

Mr. Stait immediately reached for his phone, but before he could issue an order, I noticed Iris. She had gone strangely still in her chair, and there was something folded in her hand.

“Iris.”

She looked at me. “What?”

“What is that?”

Her fingers tightened around the paper.

“Iris.”

She looked down before answering. “Jasmine gave it to me.”

The conversations around us stopped.

“When?”

“Before she left.”

Noah moved toward her immediately. “She left?”

Iris looked from him to me. “She told me not to give it to anyone unless somebody noticed she was gone.”

Noah muttered something under his breath that Grandmother would normally have corrected immediately, but even she seemed too concerned to care.

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I held my hand out. “Give it to me.”

s hesitated. “She said-”

“I know what she said.”

Her eyes moved toward Mr. Stait. He didn’t raise his voice or look angry when he spoke.

“Iris, give Jason the letter.”

That was enough. She crossed the room and placed the folded paper in my hand.

It wasn’t long. Of course it wasn’t. Jasmine wasn’t exactly known for lengthy explanations once she had already decided to do something reckless.

I unfolded it and started reading.

Noah, don’t panic.

I stopped immediately and looked at Noah. “The first line says not to panic.”

Noah closed his eyes. “Of course it does.”

I went back to the letter.

I found something while everyone was dealing with Amber. I checked it twice because I didn’t want to accuse someone based on a coincidence. It isn’t a coincidence.

The nurse didn’t get to Amber by herself. Someone gave her information about hospital security, Amber’s room, Jason’s treatment schedule and when food would be delivered. I found part of the communication trail.

It leads back to the Asher family.

My hand tightened around the paper as I read that sentence again, then once more because I didn’t want to understand it incorrectly.

Mr. Asher noticed my expression. “What does it say?”

I looked at him, and for the first time since I’d known him, I saw something close to fear cross his face.

“Jasmine thinks someone in the Asher family was involved.”

Silence spread through the room.

Mr. Asher stared at me. “That’s impossible.”

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I looked back at the letter.

Not Mr. Asher. I don’t think it’s him. Don’t let him have a heart attack before I get back.

Despite myself, a breath that almost qualified as a laugh escaped me. Even while disappearing without telling anyone where she was going, Jasmine apparently couldn’t resist being Jasmine.

I continued reading.

I don’t know yet whether the person ordered the attack or only provided access, but the evidence connects an Asher family channel to the nurse. I’m going to verify it before I bring you a name.

Don’t follow me.

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That final sentence was underlined twice.

Nowered the letter and found Noah already reaching for his phone.

“I’m going to kill her.”

“Get in line,” I muttered.

Mr. Stait took the letter from me and read it quickly. His expression hardened with every line until there was nothing left of the concern on his face except the controlled focus of the man who commanded Amber’s unit.

“When did she leave?” he asked Iris.

“I don’t know. Maybe forty minutes ago.”

“Did she say where she was going?”

Iris shook her head.

“Did anyone go with her?”

“No.”

Noah swore again.

Mr. Asher was still staring at the letter in Mr. Stait’s hands. “Someone from my family?”

Pamela moved closer to him. “We don’t know what Jasmine found yet.”

“She wouldn’t leave Amber’s hospital room for nothing.”

That was the problem.

Jasmine could be reckless. She could be impulsive, and she could decide that a gunshot wound was an inconvenience rather than a legitimate reason to stay in bed. But she loved Amber. If she had walked away from this hospital while Amber was unconscious, on a ventilator and being treated for botulinum toxin, then Jasmine believed whatever she’d found was important enough to leave.

Mr. Stait was already giving orders. “Find her vehicle and pull every hospital camera between this floor and the exits. I want her route from the moment she left this waiting area.” 1

Noah stepped forward. “I’m going.”

“No.”

“That wasn’t a request.”