A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 471

Amber POV

My phone vibrated again.

Another message from Jason.

The secretary warned me that military personnel were being sent after us.

I swallowed.

Did you tell him they're already outside the castle?

Yes.

Did you tell him we're out?

No.

I smiled despite myself.

My husband.

Always thinking ahead.

Good.

Jason continued.

He doesn't know how many officers are still obeying the president. Some commanders have refused his orders, but others are following them without questioning their legality.

I showed Emory the message.

He read it carefully.

"That's what I was afraid of."

"What?"

"If the military is divided, the president could try to consolidate control before anyone organizes an effective response."

I considered that.

"And if he succeeds?"

"Then the situation becomes much more dangerous."

I looked at the monitors again.

One of the soldiers was standing near the main gate, looking toward the castle.

I turned on the lights in the western hallway.

He appeared to speak into his radio.

I smiled.

"Well, at least someone is paying attention."

Emory glanced at the screen.

"Amber, please tell me you're not enjoying this."

"Enjoying what?"

"Making an entire military unit believe your family is still inside."

I considered the question.

"A little."

He shook his head.

I couldn't help smiling.

It wasn't that I found the situation amusing.

My children were fleeing the country, my husband was trying to keep everyone safe, and the president had apparently decided that shooting members of his own government was an acceptable way to resolve disagreements.

But the absurdity of the situation was almost impossible to comprehend.

And if I allowed myself to dwell on everything that could go wrong, I would lose my mind.

Right now, I needed that mind functioning.

Preferably at full capacity.

I picked up my phone again.

Don't tell anyone where you're going. Not even the secretary.

Jason answered almost immediately.

I wasn't planning to.

And Jason?

Yes, darling?

Please don't get involved in whatever political disaster is happening over there until the children are safe.

His response arrived a moment later.

That was the plan.

I smiled faintly.

Good.

At least one of us was being sensible.

I returned my attention to Emory.

"If the secretary is alive and willing to oppose the president, doesn't that change things?"

"It could," he admitted. "But it depends on how much support he still has."

"He's the Secretary of Defense. Surely his testimony would carry some weight."

"Absolutely. Especially if he can prove the president ordered military action without proper authorization."

I looked at the soldiers surrounding our home.