A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 144

“I’m leading the investigation on this matter.”

Matter.

That word felt too small.

“I need to clarify something.”

My stomach dropped.

“We are not yet certain which member of the Becker family the room belongs to.”

Silence.

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“So at this moment-”

Apause.

“We cannot confirm that the head of the Becker family is directly responsible.”

Jason’s arm tightened.

“But-”

Daniels added.

“We are currently analyzing fingerprints recovered from the scene.”

That made it worse.

Because that meant-

Someone real.

Someone traceable.

“And for your safety-”

He continued.

“A patrol unit will remain stationed nearby.”

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It hadn’t even been an hour.

Not even an hour.

I stood there-

Amber still in my arms-

And all I could think was-

How much more?

She couldn’t even breathe.

Not for a second.

Kidnapped.

Rescued herself.

Found a girl-

Broken.

Abused.

Rescued two of them.

Won the Heir trial.

Made enemies.

Walked into a courtroom-

And dismantled everyone in her path.

Won not one-

But two cases.

And now-

This.

A stalker.

A free one.

My jaw tightened.

Hard enough it hurt.

Because this-

This wasn’t coincidence anymore.

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This was a pattern.

And patterns?

Patterns could be broken.

I looked down at the tablet again.

At the walls.

At the pictures.

At the one-

Where my face had been crossed out.

Something dark shifted inside me.

“They didn’t like that I was.”

My words echoed.

Good.

Let them not like it.

Because now-

They were going to learn exactly why.

My arm tightened around Amber instinctively.

Not enough to hurt her.

But enough to anchor her, keep her at my side.

To remind myself-

She was here.

Safe.

With me.

Detective Daniels was still talking.

Something about fingerprints.

Patrol units.

Procedure.

I wasn’t listening anymore.

Because procedure-

Was too slow.

And whoever did this-

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Had years.

Years.

To watch her.

To collect pieces of her life.

To build-

That.

And wathever else they were not showing us, because a unit like that was not just dispatched for some clothes and pictures. 1

My fingers curled slightly.

They thought they were careful.

Hidden.

Untouchable.

They weren’t.

They just hadn’t been found yet.

I exhaled slowly.

Forcing the anger down.

Layer by layer.

Because rage-

Uncontrolled-

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