Since You Chose Your 'Bro' I Married Your Brother novel Chapter 69

Chapter 5

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The bulletproof glass of the SUV shut out the cold outside, yet I still felt chilled to the bone.

It was the kind of cold that seeped from swamp mud into marrow-the kind that rose from the heart after being betrayed by those you trusted

most.

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Maverick crouched beside me, holding a warm damp towel, carefully wiping the blood-streaked mud from my arms.

“Your grandfather is waiting at the manor. He’s already had the kitchen prepare hot ginger tea.”

His voice was low, avoiding the security personnel in the front seats.

“He just sent three voice messages-all asking how badly you were hurt. He wanted to come pick you up himself, but I convinced him otherwise. You need quiet right now, not to be surrounded by people.”

I hummed in acknowledgment, gaze fixed on the window.

Tree shadows in the wilderness flew past in reverse, much like the details I’d overlooked these past five years.

Zander’s deliberate silence every time he received anonymous funding.

The fleeting triumph in Clover’s eyes when she brought him flawed documents to sign.

And the coldness that washed over his face every time I suggested he keep his distance from Clover.

Moments I’d once dismissed as minor tempers or small misunderstandings now strung together revealed an elaborately woven trap.

Nausea churned violently in my stomach.

I gripped the vomit bag Maverick handed me, knuckles white.

My physiological germaphobia made the lingering stench of mud unbearable, but the psychological disgust was suffocating.

I’d given my whole heart to these two people for five years.

To spare Zander any pressure, I’d even deliberately hidden my identity, playing the role of a fallen heiress who needed him to succeed.

My voice came out hoarse, squeezed from my throat,

“Five years.”

“I was a fool, offering my sincerity on a platter, letting them trample it like trash.”

Maverick’s hand paused mid wipe. When he looked up, his eyes held rare softness.

“It’s not that you were foolish. It’s that you valued sincerity too much.”

“Zander and Clover were after your value from the start. They never saw your heart.”

He set the towel aside and pulled a tablet from his briefcase.

Unlocking it, he placed it before me.

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“The legal team worked through the night on this. Take a look-Clover’s embezzlement from Brightvale Industries, forged project contracts to siphon funds-it’s all documented.”

My fingertip scrolled across the screen. Clover’s criminal record unfolded line by line.

Under the guise of expanding Zander’s business, she’d transferred company funds into her shell corporations.

She deliberately left errors in project documents, then demanded kickbacks under the pretense of fixing them.

Even those obvious mistakes I’d pointed out before-all deliberately planted traps.

Waiting for me to raise them so Zander would think I was jealous and nitpicking.

I muttered a curse under my breath-not at Clover, but at myself.

“Idiot.”

I’d noticed those errors were too deliberate back then, but Zander’s dismissive “You just can’t stand seeing Clover succeed” made me drop it.

Now I realized-he wasn’t protecting a friend. Clover had bewitched him completely, stripping him of even basic judgment.

Maverick opened another folder-Brightvale Industries’ financial report.

The red deficits glared like thorns.

The company appeared to have landed major projects, but they were all shell collaborations Clover orchestrated.

Not only did they earn nothing-they owed suppliers massive debts.

More absurdly, Zander thought he was on the verge of joining the elite, bragging to me daily about new company earnings.

He had no idea the career he was so proud of had long been hollowed out by Clover.

“The legal team has drafted divorce papers and criminal complaints.”

Maverick’s voice pulled me back.

“The divorce agreement clearly states that Zander conspired with Clover during the marriage to embezzle your personal assets and is suspected of intentional harm. You’re entitled to leave him with nothing.”

“On the criminal side, the evidence chain is complete. Dark web livestream footage, helicopter recordings, physical evidence from the swamp-enough to put them away for years.”

I set down the tablet, leaned back against the headrest, and closed my eyes.

Grandfather’s face suddenly flashed through my mind.

Five years ago when I told him I wanted to try ordinary love, he frowned but didn’t object-only said to protect myself, and that I could always come home if things went wrong.

I’d laughed then and assured him I could handle it.

Now I had to make him worry.

My eyes snapped open, all confusion replaced by icy fury.

“Notify the media.”

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“Tomorrow morning, ten o’clock. Lowell Corporation headquarters press hall. We’re holding a press conference.”

Maverick froze momentarily, then quickly nodded.

“Understood. I’ll have PR prepare immediately.”

The SUV slowly entered the city, streetlights casting flickering shadows across my face.

Maverick glanced at my tense profile but said nothing more, quietly pulling out his phone to contact PR and legal.

The manor gates opened slowly. The butler and staff stood waiting at the entrance with clean clothes and hot towels.

I took a deep breath and pushed open the car door.

Five years.

Finally, I no longer needed to pretend.

Finally, I could walk proudly as the heir to Lowell Corporation.

And those who hurt me would soon learn what it meant to regret.

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