A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 68

Of course.

Antone noticed too.

Madison noticed first.

She shifted her chair immediately – closer to me.

Purposefully.

Blocking angles.

Smart girl.

“I’ll sit here,” she said casually. “They’ll crop it if I’m centered.”

I blinked.

“You noticed?”

She rolled her eyes lightly. “You used to teach me situational awareness, remember?” 1

Right.

I had.

When she was thirteen.

When I used to babysit her during college breaks.

When she would insist I teach her “real things.”

Like fighting.

Like self-defense.

Like how to read a room before it reads you.

She smiled suddenly.

“You used to be more out there,” she said, studying me carefully. “More… untouchable. You didn’t care what people thought.”

Antone leaned back in his chair.

Art.

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“She’s right,” he said. “You led the robotics team. We only won because you rewrote the competition algorithm.”

I laughed faintly.

“That was not rewriting.”

“You hacked the school server to fix Pamela’s grade,” he continued, amused. “After Professor Dalen tried to fail her because she rejected him.”

Madison’s eyes widened.

“You did what?”

“It wasn’t hacking,” I muttered.

“It was absolutely hacking,” Antone replied.

I shook my head.

“I just… corrected an injustice.”

Madison tilted her head at me.

“You didn’t hesitate back then,” she said quietly. “You didn’t ask permission to exist.”

The words landed deeper than they should have.

What happened?

I knew what happened.

Responsibility.

Legacy.

Public image.

Strategy.

Marriage.

Heirs.

But before I could answer-

Madison’s phone buzzed violently.

She looked down.

Then her eyes widened.

“Oh.”

She turned the screen toward us.

“It’s live.” 1

The restaurant felt suspended in time.

Jason stood alone in front of the microphones.

No backdrop.

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No family behind him.

Just him.

“I want to clarify something.”

The press quieted instantly.

“I was not in a relationship when I began pursuing Amber Asher.”

Measured.

Clear.

“I ended my engagement before I made any move toward her.”

He didn’t blink.

“But yes,” he continued calmly, “I was waiting.”

My breath caught.

“I was waiting for her to be available.”

A murmur rippled through the reporters.

“I have known Amber for years. Long before this became public.”

A faint smile touched his lips.

“And anyone who has ever met her knows she is an extraordinary woman.”

His voice lowered slightly.

“Letting her go would have been a sin.”

Silence.

Thick.

Heavy. 1

“I still don’t understand my brother,” he added evenly.

A blade wrapped in velvet.

“But I’m not complaining.”

Another pause.

“After all… it is my gain.”

Gasps.

Not loud.

But real.

He didn’t soften it.

Didn’t backtrack.

“I planned how to win her over,” he continued. “And nobody can blame me for that, i think most men have someone they go, or

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did not fight for them ad now regret it, i don’t believe in regret.”

His gaze sharpened.

“I bided my time. I waited for a chance.”

A breath.

“And it worked.”

The corner of his mouth lifted.

“Because she was worth it.”

Absolute silence now. 1

“And when I want something,” he finished calmly, “I don’t let it slip through my fingers.”

A subtle shift in his posture.

“I fight for it.”

Then the final strike:

“Victoria, I wish you the best in your engagement.”

Controlled.

Dismissive.

Complete.

The stream ended.

Back at the table, Madison stared at me wide-eyed.

“He just claimed you,” she whispered.

Antone exhaled slowly.

“That wasn’t damage control.”

No.

It wasn’t.

It was ownership without possession.

Choice without coercion.

And for the first time since leaving the car-1

My chest didn’t feel hollow.

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Not to Y

Not so easy

Dinner stretched longer than expected.

Longer than it needed to.

Longer than I wanted.

Being cast aside by Oscar had felt like being replaced.

Like I had been a tool.

Useful.

Efficient.