A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 250

Our battlefield.

Governor Henry arrived shortly before noon.

He looked cheerful, which meant he was either confident or pretending extremely well.

“Ready?” he asked.

“No,” I replied honestly.

Jason smiled faintly.

Henry laughed.

“Good. Nervous people pay attention.”

The airport was small but better maintained than the first time we had arrived. Improvements had already begun after the latest investment announcements. Fresh paint. New signage. Better security lanes.

Progress, apparently, happened quickly when several billionaires and an irritated governor were watching.

The historians arrived in two groups.

Four men.

Four women.

All carrying cases, tablets, cameras, and the solemn expressions of people who believed old stones deserved more respect than living politicians.

I liked them immediately.

Mostly.

The first six greeted us professionally.

The seventh looked tired but polite.

The eighth stepped off the plane like he already hated us.

Dr. Edmund Vale.

Restoration ethics specialist.

Aggressive reputation.

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Still, neither Jason nor I relaxed.

Because the Vincents would not let this inspection happen cleanly.

They would plant something.

Send someone.

Twist something.

The question was not if. 1

The question was how.

That morning, Jason and I reviewed every approved historian again while waiting near the castle’s main entrance.

Eight profiles were displayed across the wall screen.

Eight faces.

Eight academic histories.

Eight verified identities.

We had matched their travel documents.

Their university credentials.

Their published papers.

Their professional associations.

Their medical records.

Their public appearances.

Their family connections.

Everything.

And still, I felt uneasy.

Jason stood beside me, arms crossed, expression unreadable.

“You feel it too,” I said.

He nodded once.

“Yes.”

Something was coming.

We just did not know what shape it would take.

That was why we were prepared for all of them.

The castle had been swept three times.

The staff had been reduced to essential personnel only.

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Excellent credentials.

confirmed Vincent connection.

But I did not like him.

Not one bit.

His eyes swept over me first, then Jason, then the governor.

He did not bow his head.

Did not offer a polite smile.

He simply said, “I hope the castle has not been damaged beyond recognition.”

Jason’s expression did not change.

Mine did.

I smiled.

The governor coughed suspiciously into his hand.

“We are happy to show you the property,” I said sweetly.

Dr. Vale’s mouth tightened.

Good.

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