A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 226

It kind of did.

Because while she was talking… 1

While she was planning…

While she was bulldozing through every obstacle in existence…

I realized something.

This wasn’t really about the castle.

Not entirely.

The castle was simply the shape her grief had chosen.

Her grandfather almost died.

The Vincents tried to take him from her.

Tried to take her family.

Again.

And Amber’s response was the same thing she always did when life hurt her.

She built something.

A company.

A home.

A family.

A future.

Now she was building a fortress.

A literal one.

I watched her return to her laptop.

Already planning renovations.

Already arranging schools.

Already coordinating contractors.

Already preparing for a life she had apparently decided we were living.

And somehow…

I found myself opening my own phone.

“What are you doing?” Amber asked suspiciously.

I looked up.

“Calling my assistant.”

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Her eyes widened.

I sighed.

“Someone has to make sure the castle has functioning plumbing.”

Amber immediately launched herself across the room and hugged me.

I nearly dropped my phone.

“You’re agreeing!”

“I didn’t say that.”

“You’re agreeing.”

I looked toward the hospital window.

Toward the city outside.

Toward the country that had nearly killed her grandfather.

And might contain the answers we had been searching for all along.

Then I looked down at my wife.

The woman currently planning a complete international relocation out of pure spite.

And realized something that was both comforting and deeply concerning.

Somewhere along the way…

Without noticing…

Apparently I was moving too.

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A good kind of chaos

Jason POV

Mr. Asher remained unconscious.

The doctors called it a positive sign that he was stable.

They called it encouraging that there had been no further complications.

They called it promising that his organs were functioning normally.

None of that changed the reality.

He still hadn’t woken up.

Every morning Amber visited his room before touching her phone.

Every night she sat beside his bed before going to sleep.

Sometimes she talked to him.

Sometimes she sat in silence.

Sometimes she simply held his hand.

And every day he remained asleep.

The attack had created another problem as well.

One nobody had anticipated.

The Asher Corporation suddenly had no leader.

A week ago Amber had been formally introduced to the board.

A week ago several executives hadn’t even recognized her.

A week ago she had been Chairman Asher’s granddaughter.

Now she was the heir.

The acting leader.

And whether she wanted it or not…

The future of the Asher empire.

The board meeting happened three days after the poisoning.

I attended as an observer.

Mostly because Amber had forgotten she needed to attend.

She had been reviewing construction permits for the castle while simultaneously negotiating a mining contract and helping the police trace financial transactions connected to the Vincents.

When her assistant reminded her about the emergency board meeting she had blinked once and asked:

“What board meeting?”

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The assistant looked ready to cry.

meeting lasted less than twenty minutes.

The board unanimously voted Amber in as acting CEO until Chairman Asher recovered.

Unanimously.

No arguments.

No politics.

No challenges.

Not because she was the heir.

Because during those few days they had watched her work.

I had watched her work too.

And frankly?

It was terrifying.

Amber somehow managed Phoenix Ashes, the Asher Corporation, the castle restoration project, the police investigation, the children’s relocation, and the Vincent operation simultaneously.

She operated on four hours of sleep.

Three cups of coffee.

And what I suspected was pure spite.

Conflicts disappeared around her.

Problems got solved.

Departments started functioning better.

Executives who had spent decades fighting one another suddenly cooperated. 1

The more chaos surrounded her…

The more effective she became.

It fascinated me.

Because I was the opposite.

I was built for order.

Structure.

Systems.

Predictability.

My companies thrived because every piece fit perfectly into place.

Amber’s companies thrived because she could somehow see patterns inside chaos.

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Watching her manage Asher Corp felt like watching a conductor direct an orchestra while the building burned around her.

And somehow…

The music improved.

I sat in the hospital suite one afternoon reviewing reports while Amber participated in six different meetings simultaneously.

Not metaphorically.

Literally.

Three monitors.

Two phones.

One tablet.

And somehow she was following every conversation.

“No, move the project timeline forward.”

Pause.

“Tell legal to reject that proposal.”

Pause.

“The castle library stays exactly where it is.”

Pause.

“No, I don’t care if it’s inefficient.”

Pause.

“The historical staircase stays too.”