A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 170

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Location markers.

But I couldn’t track her farther than that.”

The room fell silent.

Not because of the missing friend.

Because of the sentence before it.

I tracked her last location.

I glanced around the office.

John Stait looked stunned.

Brows raised high.

My grandfather had forgotten to hide his surprise entirely. 1

Mr. and Mrs. Sun were staring openly. 2

Even Jason looked impressed, though he tried not to show it.

I was the only one unsurprised.

Of course Alex had tracked her.

He was curious, determined, and had grown up around systems, devices, and people who underestimated children.

That combination was dangerous.

And brilliant.

I turned back to him calmly.

“You did well,” I said.

His shoulders relaxed instantly.

“Now let’s find out where she went next.”

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Mom Amber

Amber POV

Jason stared at the laptop.

Then at Alex.

Then slowly back at me.

But he asked Alex first.

“When exactly did you learn to track people with a computer?”

Alex looked at him with complete seriousness, as if the answer were obvious.

Then he said, in the clear voice only children use when exposing adults-

“Mom Amber taught me.”

The words hit me harder than they should have.

Mom Amber.

So simple.

So natural.

As if it had always belonged to me.

For one brief second, everything inside my chest tightened at once.

Warmth.

Wonder.

Something dangerously close to tears.

I had become many things in the last few months.

Wife.

Founder.

Target.

Protector.

But hearing that-

Hearing him claim me so easily-

felt different.

Deeper.

Silence filled the room.

Absolute silence.

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Alex kept going.

She said it was time to use my skills.”

Every eye in the room turned to me at once.

John Stait.

My grandfather.

Mr. and Mrs. Sun.

Jason.

All of them.

I sank a little lower in my chair.

Not enough to be dramatic.

Just enough to acknowledge the situation had become inconvenient.

“Am…”

I cleared my throat.

“Well, you see…”

No one helped me.

Not one person.

“He was already good with a computer,” I said carefully.

Still silence.

“I figured it was best he learned properly.”

John Stait looked fascinated.

My grandfather looked offended on behalf of every traditional educational system in existence.

Mrs. Sun looked delighted.

Mr. Sun appeared to be reconsidering several life assumptions.

Jason folded his arms.

But I noticed the shift in his expression before he spoke.

It was not annoyance.

It was something quieter.

Something that had caught him off guard.

Because Alex had walked past every adult in the house.

Past his grandfather figures.

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Past military officials.

Past Jason himself.

And come straight to me.

Not for comfort.

Not for permission.

For help.

For answers.

As if trusting me with his problems was the most natural thing in the world.

Jason’s gaze moved from Alex to me and lingered there for a second too long.

Warm.

Thoughtful.

Almost proud.

“You taught my son digital surveillance.”

I lifted one shoulder.

“I taught him responsible research methods.”

Alex nodded enthusiastically.

“And how to hide my IP.”

The room somehow became even quieter.

I closed my eyes briefly.

“That was one lesson.”

Jason’s mouth twitched despite himself.

He was trying very hard not to laugh.

John Stait leaned back slowly.

“I came here to recruit one genius,” he said.

He glanced at Alex.

“It appears there are two.”

Alex beamed.

I pointed at the screen immediately.

“We are changing the subject.”

Then I looked at Alex.

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C

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Still feeling the echo of that one word in my chest.

Show me the ferry route.”

I turned the laptop slightly toward me and studied the map.

The ferry route.

The last known signal.

The abrupt disappearance after that point.

Something about it fit too neatly with the file still sitting on the desk.

Too neatly to ignore.

A suspicion formed instantly.

Sharp.

Unwelcome.

Possible.