Since You Chose Your 'Bro' I Married Your Brother novel Chapter 73

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

In the study of Lowell Manor, rain streaked the floor-to-ceiling windows.

I sat behind the desk my Engertip scrolling past Brightvale Industries bankruptcy announcement on the tablet.

The comment section below was flooded with “They deserved it” and “Should’ve gone under long ago.”

A few voices defending Zander were quickly drowned out by condemnation.

Maverick entered with a freshly printed document.

“Miss, the seizure notice for Ashby Commerce came through. Police found extensive fraudulent accounting and tax evasion evidence at their company. Mr. Ashby has been formally arrested.”

“Also, Vincent Caldwell suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and is still being resuscitated. Caldwell relatives are already fighting over what’s left of

the assets.”

My gaze didn’t leave the screen.

Similar news had been arriving daily.

Brightvale’s suppliers were blocking the hospital demanding payment.

Ashby Commerce employees were collectively demanding wages.

Everyone who once circled Zander and Clover now wanted nothing more than distance.

Maverick added.

“Online discussion about you is still escalating. Many elite families are asking about you, hoping to arrange marriages. The young Mr. Ronan Ashford from Ashford Group even personally visited your grandfather yesterday with gifts.”

I laughed coldly and tossed the tablet onto the desk.

“Tell them I’m not interested. Right now, I have no desire to get entangled with any elite family:”

After Zander’s betrayal, I felt nothing but revulsion for relationships built on mutual benefit.

Those seeking marriage alliances to climb onto Lowell’s coattails were, in my eyes, no different from Zander

Over the following days, I threw myself completely into corporate affairs.

By day, I shadowed Grandfather, familiarizing myself with Lowell’s operations-real estate, finance, technology, logistics-every division required rapid mastery

By night, I stayed in the study, reviewing case progress reports sent by the police.

The reports detailed exactly how Clover had manipulated Zander

She deliberately told him I looked down on her, that I was only using her.

She even forged chat records between me and other men to drive a wedge between us.

When she egged Zander on to “teach me a lesson,” she had meticulously planned every step-how to drug me, how to choose the swamp, how to

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set up the dark web livestream. Every detail dripped with malice.

What chilled me most were the photos police had uncovered.

Photos Clover had taken of herself and Zander being intimate in the office.

In them, Zander leaned into Clover’s embrace, smiling sweetly-nothing like the face he showed me.

Looking at those images, my stomach churned.

Physiological germaphobia and psychological disgust twisted together, nearly suffocating me.

So while I was silently supporting him, hiding my identity for his sake, he’d long since moved on with someone else.

So the clean, faithful relationship I’d guarded for five years was nothing but a complete lie.

That afternoon, I was in a video conference with an overseas branch manager when the internal line rang.

It was the secretary’s office.

“Miss, the detention center called. Zander Caldwell wants to see you. He says he has important information about

The pen in my hand froze.

My heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand.

My father’s early death was a taboo subject in our family.

The doctors said it was sudden cardiac arrest. Grandfather never mentioned more.

your

father.”

How could an outsider like Zander know anything about Father?

After the meeting ended, I sat in the study, fingers unconsciously drumming the desk.

Zander was now a prisoner. His sudden mention of Father-did he really know something, or was he trying to trick me into dropping charges?

I hesitated for a long time, but ultimately decided to go.

Whether he was lying or not, if there was even the slightest clue about Father, I couldn’t let it go.

I stood.

“Maverick, prepare the car. We’re going to the detention center.”

Maverick paused, then nodded.

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