A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 201

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Amber POV

I decided that night that the White company would end.

Not through revenge.

Not recklessly.

Systematically.

The office had mostly emptied by then, the city lights reflecting against the tall windows while lines of code continued moving across my screens.

Jason remained nearby, speaking quietly through his headset while reviewing the newest security arrangements around the children and the fairy house.

Every few minutes, his eyes drifted toward me.

Watching.

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I slipped back into the White company’s systems carefully, this time looking beyond the attack itself.

If Samuel White had decided to move against us openly, then he was either desperate… or hiding something large enough to justify the risk.

Probably both.

The deeper I dug, the colder my expression became.

At first glance, the White company looked stable again.

Cleaner financial projections.

Recovered investments.

Profitable luxury developments.

And that was what immediately caught my attention.

Because the stabilization was real.

Adrian had done it.

\ I recognized his work almost instantly.

The restructuring patterns.

The corrected spending ratios.

The reduced debt exposure.

For all his mistakes-for all the ways he had allowed himself to be manipulated by the Beckers and the Vinnys- Adrian had genuinely tried to save the company.

And in the end…

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He had defended me.

Pablicly.

Against his own allies.

Which was why what I uncovered next irritated me more than it should have.

The board reports did not match the internal numbers.

Not even close.

I leaned closer to the screen, opening one file after another.

Luxury apartment projects.

Sales campaigns.

Occupancy projections.

Except-

The buildings did not belong to the White company.

Not legally.

The company had only been contracted for construction management.

The ownership rights belonged to another investor entirely.

An older man currently hospitalized under heavy medication.

No active relatives.

No direct representation.

And Samuel White was trying to exploit that.

The internal communications made it obvious.

They were preparing occupancy transfers while the owner remained sedated and incapable of defending himself legally.

Jason walked over quietly behind me.

“What did you find?”

I tilted the screen toward him.

His expression darkened immediately as he read through the files.

“He’s stealing the properties.”

“He’s trying to,” I corrected calmly.

I opened another document.

One showing Adrian’s objections buried beneath the board approvals.

Jason noticed it immediately.

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“He opposed this.”

odded once.

“He’s been trying to stabilize the company legitimately.”

A pause.

“But Samuel and the board are using the company itself as a weapon.”

Jason crossed his arms, eyes narrowing slightly while reviewing the financial structures.

“So what now?”

I leaned back slowly in my chair.

Because unlike Samuel White-

Adrian still had a choice.

He had been manipulated.

Used.

But not corrupted beyond return.

And if I was going to destroy the White company properly, I needed Samuel isolated first.

I reached for my phone.

Jason looked at me curiously.

“Who are you calling?”

“Adrian.”

The call connected after only a few rings.

“Amber?”

His voice sounded tired immediately.

Not hostile.

Just exhausted.

“We need to meet,” I said calmly.

A short silence followed.

“…That sounds ominous.”

Despite everything, I almost smiled.

“Relax,” I said dryly. “I’m not calling to threaten you.”

“That’s reassuring considering recent events.”

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