A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 174

Men turned back to Alex.

“Excellent timing,” I said.

And pressed Enter.

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I saved the changes.

Cleanly.

Quietly.

Then I returned my attention to the real problem.

Still without looking at him, I addressed John Stait.

“Was anyone already following the ferry route?”

John’s expression sharpened immediately.

He knew the tone I was using now.

Not irritated.

Working.

I continued, eyes on the footage.

“It is highly suspicious that we were able to find a clear video of the transfer.”

I replayed the frame showing the teenagers being moved from the bus to the boat.

“They were careful in every other stage.”

False routes.

Minimal digital traces.

Layered concealment.

No obvious exposure.

“So why leave visible transport footage at the dock?”

The room quieted around the question.

Even people who had ignored me before were listening now.

I zoomed out on the surrounding map.

Road access.

Water access.

Storage facilities.

Transfer zones.

“It is possible the teenagers are being held close to the docks.”

I tapped a warehouse district.

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Then an industrial strip

they were transferred inland after boarding.”

John took one step closer to the screen.

He was about to respond.

Then that voice sounded again.

Laughing this time.

I closed my eyes briefly.

“You’re welcome,” the man said loudly. “I already followed the path.”

He sounded delighted with himself.

“They were definitely taken by ferry.”

He puffed himself up further.

“And it’s thanks to me that we found the footage in the first place.”

Now I turned.

Slowly.

For the first time.

He looked deeply pleased that he had finally earned my attention.

Unfortunate for him.

I tilted my head.

“Really?”

He grinned.

“Yes.”

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I folded my arms.

“Then show me the proof it was you.

His confidence flickered.

Only slightly.

“Because,” I continued, calm and clear enough for the whole room to hear, “it was actually Alex who found the lead.”

I rested a hand lightly on Alex’s shoulder.

“And I was the one who accessed the footage showing the teenagers being taken off land.”

The young woman beside him visibly winced.

She had tried to save him.

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He had refused rescue.

He scoffed and moved to his terminal.

“I’ll show you right now.”

He dropped into his chair, typed quickly, and hit enter.

Then froze.

Again.

He typed faster.

Harder.

More aggressively.

Nothing.

A message appeared on his screen.

User access temporarily blocked after multiple incorrect password attempts. Please contact administration.

Silence.

Perfect silence.

Alex gasped beside me.

Then whispered with awe-

“It worked.”

I smiled faintly.

“Yes,” I said.

“It did.”

He was frantic now.

Leaning over the keyboard.

Typing too fast.

Trying the same password.

Then another.

Then the first one again as if panic might improve memory.

I glanced at him once.

“Need any help?”

He did not look at me.

“Ah-no. No, I’ve got this.”

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Of course he did.

Sence stretched after that.

Not true silence.

The kind made of restrained amusement, clicking keys, muted calls, and one man quietly unraveling in front of his coworkers.

Five minutes passed.

Then ten.

Eventually, everyone did what professionals always do.

They moved on.

We began working again.

Ignoring him completely.

The young woman beside him had stopped trying to help and now looked like she regretted every decision that had led her there.

John Stait ended one of his calls and finally took a seat beside the main station.

He had the expression of a man collecting information faster than anyone else in the room.

I turned my head slightly and looked toward the entrance.

Jason was still standing there.

Watching everything.

Arms crossed.

Calm.

Far too entertained.