A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 73

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Jasau stood beside me-not gripping me, not towering –just there.

Equal.

“Hello everyone,” I began lightly “We’ve seen the beautiful photos circulating from earlier today.”

Jason smiled faintly.

“I’d like to thank whoever took them,” I continued. “They’re some of the best candid pictures I now have with my husband.”

Jason’s eyes shifted to me slightly at that.

“Also,” I added warmly, “thank you to the podcast for reminding me of my college days. Apparently, I was less subtle than I thought.”

A soft laugh.

“If you take anything from this week,” I continued, “let it be this-say what you feel. Don’t wait years. Don’t assume timing will fix itself.”

Jason spoke then.

“Clarity saves everyone time.”

I nodded.

“And no one is forcing me to stand here,” I finished calmly. “I’m exactly where I choose to be.”

No anger.

No mention of Victoria.

Just steadiness.

We ended the video.

Pamela uploaded it within minutes.

The contrast was immediate.

Victoria: concerned, insinuating, warning.

Amber: calm, grateful, amused.

Jason: composed, steady, not looming.

Public sentiment shifted again.

Not dramatically.

But decisively.

Grandfather hummed approvingly.

“You fight differently,” he said.

I smiled.

“Yes.”

And this time, it wasn’t about proving anything.

It was about control.

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2 years

A month went by.

No scandals.

No livestreams.

No emergency board meetings.

Just… life.

We took the children to Disney.

Not for publicity.

Not for strategy.

Just because they deserved magic without cameras.

Jason wore a cap and sunglasses and still got recognized twice.

Alice insisted he scream on every ride.

Alex pretended he wasn’t scared and then clutched my hand the entire rollercoaster.

We worked in the mornings, traveled in between, and for the first time in years-

I felt light.

I found myself laughing more.

Teasing Jason in meetings.

Goofing around in the kitchen at the estate.

Not calculating every word.

Not bracing for impact.

Free.

I took Alice and Alex to a white hacker conference with my college friends. Their children were around the same age, and the chaos was beautiful.

Alex was in love.

Not with a girl.

With code.

His eyes lit up when he saw the hardware displays.

He asked questions no ten-year-old should be able to articulate. 2

By the end of the day, I bought him professional equipment.

We built his first real computer together on the living room floor that weekend.

I showed him:

“This,” I told him, tightening a cable carefully, “is power. But what matters isn’t what you can break. It’s what you can protect.”

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He listened.

Really listened.

Alice was different.

She didn’t care about circuits.

She cared about buildings.

“Can I come with you to work?” she would ask, almost every morning.

She sat in my office during meetings, coloring quietly.

Sometimes she’d whisper:

“That building is too dark. People won’t like it.”

She wasn’t wrong.

She brought laughter into the office.

Sunshine.

Employees adored her.

The last day before school resumed, we were having breakfast on the terrace.

The air was warm.

Peaceful.

Jason looked at Alice over his coffee.

“So,” he said casually, “you want to work with Amber when you get older?”

“Yes,” she replied confidently. 1

He smiled slightly.

“Is that what you want to do?”

She shook her head.

“No.” 1

Jason paused.

“Oh?”

“I want to be a big sister.”

The silence that followed was immediate.

“When will I have a baby brother or sister?”

I coughed.

Hard.

Alex looked up slowly.

“I wouldn’t mind,” he added calmly.

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2 years.

I stared at both of them.

Jason looked at me.

Very slowly.

Very deliberately.

“Well,” I started carefully.

Alice and Alex were staring at me with complete seriousness.

“First,” I said, tapping the table lightly, “we have to find the ingredients, you know?”

Alice gasped.

“Like for a cake?”

“Yes,” I nodded solemnly. “Exactly like a cake.”

Jason pressed his lips together, clearly fighting a smile.

“And then,” I continued, “once you have the ingredients, you have to mix them properly…”

Alex squinted. “Properly?”

“Very properly,” I confirmed. “And then you have to wait for it to cook.”

Alice leaned forward eagerly.

“How long?”

Before I could answer-

Jason spoke.

“How long?”

His tone was different.

Calmer.

Lower.

He wasn’t looking at the kids.

He was looking straight at me.

Eyebrows slightly raised.

Waiting.

My stomach twisted.

1 snapped my fingers lightly as if calculating.

“Well… I think at least two years.”

The children groaned in unison.

“Two years?!” Alice protested. “That’s forever!”

Alex frowned thoughtfully.

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