A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 241

Alice immediately pointed at herself.

was the game.”

Of course it was.

At this point, I was beginning to suspect Alice had accidentally become a recruitment department.

The administrators were already discussing additional housing expansions.

More classrooms.

More teachers.

More security.

What had started as a school for our children was rapidly becoming one of the most prestigious educational institutions on the continent.

And somehow, everyone seemed perfectly comfortable with that.

I looked around the room.

At the children.

At Amber.

At my grandparents.

At Mr. Asher.

For the first time in years, the future didn’t look uncertain.

It looked busy.

Ridiculously busy.

But hopeful.

Outside the windows, I could see the castle in the distance.

Its towers gleaming beneath the afternoon sun.

The school sat proudly between our families.

A bridge between old wounds and new beginnings.

Maybe that was why everyone loved the idea so much.

Not because of the buildings.

Not because of the scholarships.

Not because of the prestige.

But because it represented something none of us had truly had before.

A safe place.

A place where children could simply be children.

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Without fear.

Without manipulation.

Without people like the Vincents deciding their futures.

My phone vibrated in my pocket.

I ignored it.

It vibrated again.

And again.

That got my attention.

I pulled it out.

The caller ID made me frown.

Governor Henry.

That was unusual.

Especially since we had spoken just yesterday.

I answered immediately.

“Governor.”

His voice sounded serious.

Far more serious than usual.

“Mr. Sun.”

A pause.

“I apologize for interrupting.”

My instincts immediately activated.

“What happened?”

Silence lingered for a moment.

Then he spoke quietly.

“I need to meet with you.”

The laughter around me faded into the background.

The governor rarely sounded concerned.

Now he sounded worried.

Very worried.

“When?”

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“Now.”

Every alarm bell in my head began ringing at once.

I looked up.

Across the room, Amber immediately noticed my expression change.

Her smile disappeared.

“What is it?”

I lowered the phone slowly.

The governor’s voice echoed through the line one final time.

“Please bring Amber.”

And suddenly, I knew whatever came next was not about the school.

Not about the castle.

And definitely not about business.

Something had happened.

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The terrifyingly charming and intelligent child

Amber POV

The drive to the resort took less than thirty minutes.

That alone was impressive.

Three months ago, the area had been little more than undeveloped coastline and construction equipment.

Now it was becoming one of the most promising tourist destinations in Sum.

Jason drove.

I sat beside him.

Neither of us spoke much.

Governor Henry rarely asked for urgent meetings.

When he did, it usually meant one of two things.

Good news.

Or very bad news.

Judging by Jason’s expression, he was leaning toward the second option.

The café sat near the ocean.

Large glass walls overlooked white sand beaches and crystal blue water.

Tourists walked along the boardwalk.

Children played near the fountains.

Musicians performed nearby.

It looked peaceful.

Which was probably why Henry chose the location.

No one expected serious discussions in a place like this.

The governor was already waiting when we arrived.

He stood to greet us.

His expression was serious.

But not alarmed.

That immediately made me relax.

A little.

“Governor.”

“Amber.”

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“Jason.”

After exchanging greetings, we sat down.

Coffee arrived moments later.

Henry remained quiet for a few moments.

As though deciding where to begin.

Then he sighed.

“You know, I’ve never actually told you the entire story.”

I frowned.

“The story?”

He nodded.

“The day I found you.”

Jason immediately looked interested.

I leaned forward slightly.

Henry smiled.

“I was younger then.”

A pause.

“And much more reckless.”

That sounded familiar.

“I heard stories about the mine.”

I smiled.

“The alexandrite?”