A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 117

Iris shook her head slightly.

Like she didn’t understand.

Like she didn’t know what to do with this.

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“I don’t…” she whispered.

Stuart stopped.

Right in front of her now.

Not touching.

Not yet.

Like he was waiting.

For permission.

For acceptance.

For something.

His eyes scanned her face.

Every feature.

Every detail.

Like he was memorizing her all over again.

“…you have her eyes,” he said softly.

Silence.

“You have my daughter’s eyes.”

Iris broke again.

Not loud this time.

Not desperate.

Just-

Tears.

Quiet.

Endless.

“I don’t know you…” she whispered.

Mr. Stuart nodded.

His expression shattered-

But accepting.

“I know,” he said.

A pause.

“But I know you.”

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His hand lifted slightly.

Men stopped.

Mid-air.

As if asking.

As if afraid.

Iris hesitated.

Her breathing uneven.

Her body still tense.

Still unsure.

Then-

Slowly-

She let go of me.

And reached out.

Just a little.

Their hands met.

And everything-

Changed.

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Not broken

They will answer for this.”

The words didn’t echo.

They settled.

Heavy.

Final.

Mr. Stuart didn’t sit.

Didn’t hesitate.

He turned to us.

To all of us.

“What have you done so far?”

His voice was steady now.

Focused.

“And how can I help?”

This wasn’t grief anymore.

This was war.

Grandfather gestured toward the table.

“Sit.”

Mr. Stuart hesitated only a second-

Then obeyed.

I glanced at Jason.

He gave me a small nod.

So I spoke.

“We didn’t find Iris first.”

His eyes snapped to me.

“We found Rose.”

I explained everything.

“Adrian told me,” I continued.

“He suspected something was wrong.”

Jason shifted slightly beside me.

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Listening.

Measuring.

“He said his half-sister, the one he was just being told existed, was being held by the Becker family, they told her that whatever happened to her was up to him, they ordered him to ask for an Heir trial, they intended for him to win” I added.

Mr. Stuart’s expression darkened.

“But he didn’t know the full extent” I said.

I looked at Iris briefly.

Then back at him.

“None of us did.”

Silence.

“We went in to get Rose,” I continued.

“And found Iris there.”

Mr. Stuart exhaled slowly.

Processing.

Connecting.

“Adrian…” he muttered.

Grandfather nodded.

“He’s being controlled, we have not told him Rose is with us yet”

That didn’t surprise him.

Mr. Stuart leaned forward slightly.

“You said you’re in the middle of an Heir trial?”

I nodded.

“Yes.”

A pause.

Then-

“I’ll support you.”

Simple.

Direct.

But it meant everything.

Grandfather didn’t react outwardly-

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But I felt the shift.

Power.

Balance.

War just became… possible.

“Thank you,” I said quietly.

Mr. Stuart shook his head.

“This isn’t charity.”

His gaze moved to Iris.

“This is repayment.”

The air shifted again.

Mrs. Sun leaned forward.

“There’s something else,” she said.

I met her gaze.

She nodded slightly.

So I continued.

“I told her something the day we met.’

Mr. Stuart turned his attention fully to me.

“A theory.”

Jason’s hand brushed mine lightly.

Grounding.

“I think this isn’t isolated,” I said.

Silence.

“I think someone has been targeting heirs.”

Mr. Stuart’s expression sharpened.

“While they’re young,” I continued.

“Before they can take control.”

Mrs. Sun added softly-

“To weaken the next generation.”

“To manipulate succession,” I finished.

The implications landed.

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Hard.

Grandfather didn’t interrupt.

He already knew.

Mr. Stuart leaned back slightly.

“And you have proof of this?”

I exhaled slowly.

“Not proof,” I admitted.

“But patterns.”