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A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 206

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Amber POV

Emory was fully aware of the video before it was released.

Hell-

He had practically directed it.

The image of him escorting rescued victims out of the White company apartments had not been accidental.

The angle.

The timing.

The federal presence.

All of it had been carefully orchestrated.

It was bait.

We needed the Vincent family to move.

Not carefully.

Not politically.

Emotionally.

Desperately.

Because suspicion was not enough anymore.

We needed evidence.

Real evidence.

Public evidence.

The kind that could not disappear behind lawyers, bribes, or diplomatic pressure.

Unfortunately…

That meant placing Iris directly in the center of the storm.

The realization sat like poison in my chest every time I looked at her.

Because if the Vincent family discovered she was alive-

And worse-

That she was with us-

They would come for her.

We were absolutely certain of it.

Jason hated the plan immediately.

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Not cautiously disliked it.

Hated it.

“She’s a child,” he snapped during one of the late-night strategy meetings inside the fairy house command center. “We are not using her as bait.”

“No one is using her,” Emory replied evenly.

Jason laughed coldly.

“That’s exactly what this is.”

The room tightened instantly.

Mr. Stait looked exhausted.

My grandfather remained silent near the screens, arms crossed tightly while Mr. Stuart looked physically ill every time Iris’s name entered the conversation.

“We don’t have enough to touch the Vincents directly,” Emory continued carefully. “Not legally. Not publicly.”

He looked toward the files projected across the monitors.

“The Vinny family was sloppy.”

A pause.

“The Vincents are not.”

And that was the problem.

The Vinny family had already started collapsing publicly.

Their accounts were frozen within forty-eight hours of the kidnapping victims being recovered.

Several offshore assets disappeared entirely under federal seizure.

Three shell corporations connected to their logistics chains were raided before sunrise the following day.

And then came their public statement.

I watched it live beside Jason inside my office.

Mr. Vinny stood before reporters looking deeply offended by the accusations against his family.

Controlled. Elegant. Respectable.

Exactly the image they needed.

“Someone is attempting to frame our family,” he declared firmly. “Yes, entities connected to our corporation were renting some of the locations where kidnapping victims were discovered.”

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“But we had no knowledge of illegal activity occurring there.”

Jason snorted beside me.

The cameras flashed aggressively while Mr. Vinny continued his performance.

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“The individuals directly responsible for hiding those victims are already behind bars,” he said smoothly. “Our

amily is cooperating fully with authorities.”

Liat.

The worst part was that he sounded believable.

Calm. Rational.

Exactly what wealthy people sounded like when they expected to survive scandals.

Which meant Emory was right.

We needed more.

Real proof tying the Vincents directly to the operation.

And the only confirmed link we had left alive-

Was Iris.

I found her later that night sitting near the hidden passage entrance between the children’s rooms.

The house was quiet.

Alice and Rose had fallen asleep during a movie.

Alex was supposedly sleeping, though I strongly suspected he was secretly listening to security communications through his tablet again.

Iris looked up the moment I approached.

“They’re talking about me again,” she said softly.

Not accusatory.

Just tired.

I sat beside her quietly.

“You heard?”

She nodded once.

“I always hear.”

That answer hurt more than it should have.

Because children like Iris learned to hear everything.

It was survival.

For a few moments neither of us spoke.

Then she surprised me.

“If they come for me…” she whispered carefully, “that means we’re close to finding them, right?”

My chest tightened painfully.

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