Since You Chose Your 'Bro' I Married Your Brother novel Chapter 25

Chapter 7

Harrison Ashford–the richest man in the city. president of the Business Council, the man who controlled the economic pulse of everything.

Right now, he was staring down everyone in the room with a stone–cold expression.

People who’d been enjoying the drama moments ago now acted like it had nothing to do with them, terrified his anger might land on them next.

“Dad, what are you doing here?”

I smiled and walked over, linking my arm through his.

Carter saw what I did–and his brain completely short–circuited.

“No way. There’s no way. Briar Ashford is the Ashford heiress?”

“I don’t believe it. It’s fake. It has to be fake. She must’ve slept her way-”

At Vincent’s signal, a bodyguard immediately clamped a hand over Carter’s mouth before he could say anything else that’d get him killed.

Vincent forced a smile onto his face.

“Chairman Ashford, it’s just kids being kids. I already made Carter apologize.”

“Is that so?”

My father looked at me. I gave him the full rundown.

When I finished, he smiled. Then he turned to Vincent.

“So your son tried to drug my daughter and destroy her reputation, and you think a simple apology is enough?”

“If Briar hadn’t caught on, she’d be the one lying on this floor right now. Mr. Westbrook, does that sound reasonable to you?”

Seeing the cold amusement on my father’s face, Vincent’s chest tightened.

“Then what would Chairman Ashford like? As long as Miss Ashford is satisfied, I’ll do whatever it takes.”

I glanced at my father. He got it right away.

“In that case, castrate him. A small punishment to teach a big lesson.”

“What?!”

Both Vincent and Carter’s mother froze.

Vincent had been grooming Carter as his heir. If he was castrated, he’d never be able to carry on the family line.

Carter’s mother was even more resistant.

Carter was her only son. She’d spoiled him rotten his whole life, which was exactly why he’d turned out this way.

And Carter, hearing this, tried desperately to speak, muffled sounds coming from behind the bodyguard’s hand.

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Chapter 7

But the guard holding him was built like a tank. Carter had zero chance of breaking free.

“If Mr. Westbrook can’t bear to do it, then forget it.”

With that, my father took my arm and turned to leave.

Watching our backs, Vincent clenched his jaw.

“Chairman Ashford, wait.”

I smirked and exchanged a glance with my father. We turned back around.

Carter’s mother screamed:

“Vincent Westbrook, don’t you dare!”

Seeing his mother defend him, Carter felt a flicker of hope.

Vincent didn’t want to do it either.

But he knew that if he crossed Harrison Ashford, the Westbrook family would be bankrupt.

And the Westbrook empire was his life’s work. Besides, Carter wasn’t his only son.

In an instant, he looked ten years older.

He held back his wife, his voice hollow.

“Do it.”