A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 13

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Compromise

By the time Jason returned with the doctor, Madam Sun and I had already reached an understanding.

Not friendship.

Not trust.

A truce.

The terms were clear.

The online rumors surrounding me would be handled by the Sun family’s media division immediately. The slander from the White Group would not be allowed to circulate unchecked-not because of me alone, but because any stain on Jason’s wife would inevitably reflect on the Sun name.

“If no one responds,” Madam Sun had said evenly, “it will appear as an admissson.”

I had agreed.

“I will hold a press conference tomorrow evening,” I told her. “I intend to clear my name publicly.”

She studied me for a long moment before nodding once.

“It will be organized properly,” she replied. “Under our oversight.”

Professional.

Controlled.

Strategic.

In exchange, she would make her own announcement.

Tomorrow, in front of the full Sun family council.

She would publicly recognize me as Jason’s lawful wife.

And if anyone objected-

“They may take it up with me,” Madam Sun had said, her tone turning razor sharp.

That had been the moment I understood something important.

The Sun family was divided.

But its matriarch was not weak.

When Jason entered the living room, the doctor following behind him, he immediately sensed the shift in atmosphere.

His eyes moved between us.

“What did I miss?” he asked carefully.

“Progress,” Madam Sun replied before I could speak.

Jason looked at me.

Questioning

I met his gaze calmly.

“The rumors will be handled,” I said. “And tomorrow evening, I’ll be addressing the media.”

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His law tightened slightly. “That’s soon.”

“Yes,” Madam Sun interjected smoothly. “Which is precisely why it must be done quickly, besides your wife has it all handled, it’s quite impresive dear, how, doctor, please, how is my great grandson.” ↑

The doctor cleared his throat.

“Alex is stable,” he reported. “Mild concussion, na poisoning from the incense. He’ll need observation, but he’s going to be fine.”

Relief washed through the room, subtle but undeniable.

Jason exhaled quietly.

Alison stirred in her sleep, tightening her hold on me again.

Madam Sun observed the gesture.

Then she looked at Jason.

“You chose boldly,” she said to her grandson.

A pause.

“Let us hope it proves wise.”

Her gaze flicked back to me.

“The weak do not survive in this family.”

I held her stare.

“Neither in mine.”

For a brief second-

There was mutual understanding.

Tomorrow, the press would see a scandal.

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A new alliance had just been forged.

Jason stepped toward us and gently lifted Alison into his arms.

She didn’t wake.

He kissed his grandmother’s cheek in gratitude, murmuring a quiet thank you before turning to me.

With a small gesture of his hand, he signaled for me to follow him upstairs.

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The upper floor was quieter. Softer lighting. Thicker carpets that swallowed sound.

He pushed open the first door.

Alison’s room.

It looked like something out of a storybook-soft pinks and deep greens, a forest mural stretching across one wall, tiny golden lights woven into artificial branches overhead. A canopy bed shaped like a woodland princess’s retreat stood in the center.

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Jason laid her down carefully.

She stirred only long enough to curl onto her side.

I stepped forward and brushed for hair away from her face before pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead.

“Goodnight, Alison,” I whispered.

Strange.

How easily the heart can attach to someone you’ve barely met.

But maybe it wasn’t attachment.

Maybe it was recognition.

Jason watched me for a moment before turning toward the hallway again.

The next room was entirely different.

The door opened to what looked like a dream built from adrenaline.

A sports stadium theme-dark walls, spotlight-style ceiling lights, framed jerseys. Mini lockers lined one side of the room. A large custom bed sat in the center like the center field of a private arena.

Alex lay in the middle of it, asleep.

A nurse sat quietly nearby. Two guards stood at opposite ends of the room.

Protection layered over vulnerability.

Jason stepped closer, his expression softening in a way I hadn’t seen before.

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