A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 231

Twice.

“What?”

Grandfather closed his eyes briefly.

“You heard me.”

I stared at him.

Certain I had misunderstood.

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“You mean…”

Naughed nervously.

“A symbolic engagement?”

He didn’t laugh.

Didn’t smile.

Didn’t look amused.

My stomach dropped.

“Oh.”

The room suddenly felt too small.

“Who?”

Grandfather looked directly into my eyes.

And answered.

“Gabriel Vincent.”

Everything stopped.

The hospital room.

The machines.

My breathing.

Everything.

Gabriel Vincent.

The same Gabriel Vincent.

The one currently hunting us.

The one who called Jason.

The one connected to the organization.

The one whose family had poisoned my grandfather.

“No.”

The word escaped me automatically.

“No.”

Grandfather nodded sadly.

“Yes.”

I stood abruptly.

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The chair scraping loudly against the floor.

My voice sounded strangled now.

“You’re telling me…”

I couldn’t even finish the sentence.

Because it sounded insane.

“Why?”

Grandfather looked away.

“Because things were different then.”

I hated that answer instantly.

“Different how?”

His expression hardened.

“At the time, many families still refused to recognize daughters as heirs.”

I frowned.

That part, unfortunately, made sense.

Several old families still carried those beliefs.

“Your father fought constantly to secure your position.”

His voice softened slightly.

“Riot adored you.”

My chest tightened.

I barely remembered my father.

Only scattered memories.

Fragments.

But every story I heard about him carried the same message.

He loved me.

Grandfather smiled faintly.

“The Vincent family approached us.”

A pause.

“They offered support.”

I already hated where this was going.

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“They promised that if you married Gabriel one day, they would publicly support your right to inherit.”

he room spun slightly.

“They backed you as heir.”

Grandfather’s expression darkened.

“On paper, it was perfect.”

Political support.

Financial alliances.

Protection.

Everything powerful families wanted.

Everything my father wanted for me.

“So what changed?”

Because something obviously had.

Grandfather’s eyes became cold.

“Your father found something.”

The words landed heavily.

“What?”

He shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

That surprised me.

“You don’t know?”

“No.”

His voice sounded frustrated now.

“Riot never told me.”

A pause.

“But whatever he discovered…”

Grandfather looked toward the hospital window.

“It terrified him.”

My pulse quickened.

“He ended the engagement immediately.”

The room felt colder.

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