Loving The Better Brother novel Chapter 115

Loving The Better Brother

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WILLOW

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The moment my name left Tristan’s lips, I could feel the air change inside the hall. Every single gaze in that room suddenly felt heavy as they looked for me.

However, I didn’t feel pressured about it. In fact I was even excited.

With that, I stepped forward from the hidden entrance and into the light.

All eyes were on me.

Every single one.

If this had been a few months ago, I would have hesitated. I would have second–guessed every step, every glance, every breath I took in front of people like this.

I would have made myself smaller.

However, that version of me was gone.

I walked forward without slowing down, without giving them even a second to doubt what they were

seeing.

I knew exactly who I was now, and I freaking owned it.

I built myself into this, and Tristan stood just a few steps away, watching me like I had already won.

With him by my side, I became the best version of myself.

I reached the stage and took the microphone from him, our fingers brushing briefly.

His eyes met mine, warm and proud, before he went down to the side of the stage.

Then I turned to the crowd.

The looks on their faces were priceless. If I had the time, I would have captured every single expression

and framed it.

However, I did not need to. This launch was currently being livestreamed to the world, and later, I would watch it again.

“Good evening.” I said into the microphone.

The murmurs started immediately. Whispers passed from one person to another, questions forming, conclusions being drawn.

I scanned the crowd briefly.

Our team looked really proud. Rocco stood near the side, his arms crossed, but his expression said everything.

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Then my gaze shifted toward Marcus. He looked like he was being burned alive.

His face had gone rigid, his eyes locked onto me like he could not decide whether to step forward or stay where he was.

I did not give him that power.

I did not let my gaze linger.

Instead, I looked to the side–to Tristan.

”

He still had that same proud look on his face, and with that, I couldn’t help but smile confidently.

I cleared my throat softly and began.

“My name is Willow Florence.”

The room finally quieted down.

“And, just like Tristan had introduced, I am the new owner of Fiorane.”

“I know a lot of you are shocked,” I continued. “And some of you might know me as the secretary of Fiorane.”

A few people looked embarrassed.

“I stepped into this role quietly. Not because I was unsure of it, but because I wanted to understand it.”

My gaze moved across the room again.

“I wanted to see how it was to work with all of you. To observe. To learn. To build something not just from authority–but from experience.”

I paused briefly.

“I am new to this,” I admitted. “Just as I was new when I first met

my

father.”

A few heads tilted as their attention deepened.

“But I did not let that stop me,” I continued. “I worked. I studied. I made mistakes. I corrected them.”

I lifted my chin slightly.

“And I proved myself.”

“Our preorders for this launch,” I said, shifting the direction slightly, “have already exceeded our past sales.”

“And tonight, we are not just celebrating a milestone.”

I turned slightly, gesturing toward the display behind me.

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“We are introducing something new.”

I glanced briefly toward Serena’s group. They looked like they were still processing everything and catching up to what I was doing.

Unfortunately for them, I was about to push them further behind.

I nodded toward the control.

The screen changed, and the Zinnia appeared.

Soft gasps spread across the room.

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I could see the shock in the faces of their group, especially Kate and Andrew’s. This was not the design that they knew of. It was much different from the sketch I had done.

“Introducing, the Zinnia.”

The display rotated slowly, showing every angle and detail.

I had scrapped the previous design–the one Kate stole.

It just left a bad taste in my mouth back then. I knew that I wasn’t in my best mindset back then. I had a lot of sadness and insecurities.

It was never meant to be the final piece.

And when Tristan and I finally got together-

I created this.

I created it out of clarity, certainty, and love. It showed in the design that we were seeing right now and also mirrored the reaction from the crowd.

Rocco caught my eye from the side. He gave me a thumbs up.

I smiled and continued with my speech.

“Fiorane has always represented luxury.”

I let my voice soften slightly.

“But we are evolving.”

The next slide appeared.

“Florence”

My last name was going to be the very name of this brand.

“It will be the more accessible counterpart of Fiorane,” I explained. “A line that carries the same thought, the same design, the same identity–made for more people.”

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