A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 422

The Asher Family Is Done

Jason POV

Hours later, my phone rang. The second I saw Marcus’s name on the screen, I answered and put him on speaker so Mr. Asher and Mr. Stait could hear. “Do you have them?”

“Yes. Clara and the baby are with us. We just left the building.”

Mr. Asher exhaled beside me, some of the tension finally leaving his face. It didn’t last. I heard Pamela say something sharply in the background, too low for me to understand, and Marcus suddenly went quiet.

“What?” I demanded, already knowing from the change in his silence that something was wrong.

“Our rear team just contacted us,” Marcus said. Mr. Stait immediately moved closer to the phone as Marcus continued. “Several men entered Clara and Adrian’s building right after we pulled away.”

“How many?” Mr. Stait asked.

“At least six. Dark clothing, faces covered.”

The room fell silent. Mr. Asher pushed himself to his feet while Mr. Stait’s expression hardened, his attention completely focused on the call. 1

“How long after they left?” Mr. Asher demanded.

“Less than a minute.”

Clara must have heard enough from the back seat because her frightened voice came faintly through the phone. ” What men?”

Pamela answered her immediately, her voice much calmer than it had been seconds earlier. “Stay calm. You’re with us, and the baby is safe.”

“Were they going to my apartment?”

“We don’t know,” Pamela admitted.

Mr. Stait took control before fear could turn into panic. “Marcus, do not turn around. Continue driving. I’m changing your route and sending additional security to intercept you. Your rear team observes only. No engagement unless it becomes necessary.”

“Understood.”

By then, Mr. Asher was already reaching for his own phone. Mr. Stait noticed and called his name in warning, but Mr. Asher didn’t even look at him.

“No.” His voice was dangerously calm as he unlocked the screen. “My grandson disappears after being pressured to abandon Amber. His wife thinks he’s on a work trip that was already cancelled, and now masked men enter their building less than a minute after she leaves with their child. I’ve waited long enough.”

He found his sister’s number and called. She let the phone ring several times before finally answering with an irritated, “What?”

Mr. Asher didn’t bother with a greeting. “Where is Adrian?”

Silence greeted him from the other end, and I watched his hand tighten around the phone.

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don’t know where Adrian is.”

“Your son has been trying to force him out of Amber’s company. Adrian disappears on a supposed work trip, and now masked men are entering his home immediately after his wife and child leave. Meanwhile, you’re calling relatives to announce you’re separating from this family.” Mr. Asher’s voice grew colder with every word. “So I’ll ask you once more. Where is your grandson?”

“I told you. I don’t know.”

“Then tell me what you do know.”

She didn’t answer. The silence seemed to infuriate Mr. Asher more than any denial could have. His granddaughter, was lying unconscious only a few feet away, Adrian was missing, and Clara had unknowingly been sitting at home with their baby while men with covered faces were apparently on their way into the building.

“My granddaughter is lying in a hospital bed fighting for her life,” Mr. Asher said, his voice shaking now despite his effort to control it. “Your grandson is missing. His wife and baby may have just avoided six masked men entering their home. Stop playing games with me and tell me what is happening.” 1

His sister remained silent for several seconds. When she finally answered, there was no hesitation in her voice.

“The Asher family is done.”

Mr. Asher froze, the anger on his face giving way to complete disbelief. “What?”

“The Asher family is done.”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“It means there is no family anymore.”

Mr. Asher stared at the phone as though he couldn’t quite believe he was speaking to his own sister. “You don’t get to decide that.”

“I already did.”

“Sister-”

The call disconnected before he could say anything else.

Mr. Asher remained motionless for a moment before immediately calling her back. The call went straight to voicemail. He tried again with the same result, and after the second attempt he slowly lowered the phone.

Nobody said anything.

His anger didn’t explode the way I expected it to. Somehow, that made the moment worse. He simply stood there staring at the dark screen, his shoulders rigid, before his eyes slowly moved toward Amber.

“My own sister,” he murmured.