A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 194

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Bruises

Amber POV

Mr. Sun did not soften what came next.

He looked directly at Jason, his expression steady, unflinching.

“Your father is the one who sold you.”

The words landed without decoration.

Without mercy.

“We believe he may have even sold his wife as well,” he continued. “In order to secure the funds he needed.”

No one moved.

“We were never able to determine exactly what they intended to accomplish with you,” Mr. Sun said. “By the time we found you…”

He paused.

“You were already far ahead of your age.”

Jason’s gaze had gone distant.

“You could read. Write. Solve complex problems.”

A breath.

“It was difficult to get you to behave like a child at all.”

My chest tightened.

“The only time you seemed to lower your guard…”

Mr. Sun’s voice softened slightly.

“Was with the other heirs.”

Something shifted in Jason then.

Not violently.

Not dramatically.

The fight simply… left him.

“My father sold me,” Jason said quietly.

Not a question.

Not disbelief.

A fact settling into place.

“And you still allowed me to have some sort of relationship with him?”

His eyes lifted.

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“You never thought it would be a good idea to tell me what kind of man he was?”

Sun cleared his throat.

“Well…”

For the first time, there was something like hesitation.

“It appeared you already hated him without us telling you.”

Jason didn’t react.

“And the visits to his house…”

Mr. Sun continued, more firmly now,

“Were court-ordered.”

The room shifted again.

“He filed a missing child report,” Mr. Sun said. “Claiming he had no knowledge of what happened to you.”

Emory’s jaw tightened.

“He accused us of trying to break a father-son relationship.”

Of course he did.

“We did what we could,” Mr. Sun finished. “With the circumstances we were given.”

Silence followed.

Because sometimes-

Even doing your best-

Still wasn’t enough.

Jason said nothing.

He stood there, unmoving, the storm that had been building inside him now gone quiet in a way that felt far more dangerous than anger.

Emory was the one who broke the silence.

“If the Vinnys were trying to sabotage heirs,” he said slowly, “they would have done far more than take Jason.”

It was logical.

Cold.

Incomplete.

Mr. Sun turned to me.

There was something almost desperate in his gaze now, something that hadn’t been there before.

“My wife had a theory,” he said. “She told me she and Amber discussed it.”

The room shifted again.

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“That someone was trying to make the heirs… incompetent.”

He looked at me, as if hoping I would either confirm it-or deny it and give him something simpler to hold on to.

Mr. Stait cleared his throat.

“Amber,” he said, “care to clarify?”

I smiled.

Not because it was amusing.

Because it wasn’t.

“Of course.”

I leaned back slightly, crossing my arms.

“The first night I went to the Sun estate,” I said, “I found a babysitter hitting and verbally abusing Alice.”

Jason’s head snapped slightly in my direction, but he didn’t interrupt.

“That same night,” I continued, “it came to light that Alex had been locked inside a closet multiple times as punishment.”

The room went still.

“He was found unconscious. With a gash on his head.”

Emory’s expression darkened.

“When the nanny was confronted,” I added calmly, “she admitted she had been paid to mistreat them.”

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I let that sit for a moment before continuing.

“When I was young…”

My voice softened slightly.

“After I lost my parents, my grandfather took me in.”

A familiar story.

Or at least, that’s what it had always seemed like.

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“We had multiple nannies. Caretakers.”

I met Mr. Sun’s gaze briefly.

Then looked back at the room.

“I was mistreated. Repeatedly.”

No one spoke.

“They never believed me,” I said. “They said I was grieving. That I was acting out.”

I smiled faintly.

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“It wasn’t until I was eleven or twelve that I managed to record them.”

Proof.

Evidence.

The only language adults seemed to understand.

“That’s when my grandfather finally saw the truth.”

I let out a quiet breath.

“It would have been too much of a coincidence for all those nannies to pass his approval… only to mistreat me.

A pause.

“Especially when some of them also worked for family friends.”

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“And none of their children ever showed up with bruises.”

The room fell completely silent.

Because it wasn’t a coincidence.

It was a system.

And someone had been using it for a very long time.

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Dehind the trac

Behind the tragedy

Amber POV

Пlet the silence settle before continuing.

Because what came next… mattered more.

“And lastly,” I said quietly, “we rescued the Stuart heir.”

Every head in the room turned.

“She was supposed to be dead.”

A pause.

“But she wasn’t.”

“Iris,” I added, “told me something important.

My voice hardened slightly.

“They were not allowed to abuse her body.”

Confusion flickered across Emory’s face.

“Because she was meant to be married.”

The realization hit the room slowly.

“Şold, positioned, controlled,” I continued. “Used to bind alliances.”

Mr. Sun’s expression darkened.

“She didn’t even know her own name,” I said. “Her parents died in a car crash.”

A beat.

“I believe that crash was arranged.”

The words felt heavier now.