A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 254

Because suddenly I knew exactly what to do.

We need a press conference.”

Jason looked at me.

I smiled.

“A big one.”

An hour later, cameras lined the castle entrance.

News crews arrived from across Sum.

Government officials gathered.

Tourists stopped.

The entire country watched.

Professor Marek stood among the historians.

Completely unaware that we knew.

Good.

Let the mole feel comfortable.

For now.

I stepped onto the platform constructed before the main gates.

Jason beside me.

Governor Henry nearby.

Stacy Archer looking ready to challenge anyone who questioned her work.

Then Dr. Vale approached the microphone.

The crowd fell silent.

“The Continental Historical Association has completed its preliminary review.”

A pause.

“We have reached a conclusion.”

Thousands waited.

Dr. Vale smiled. 1

“Ember Castle represents the finest restoration project I have seen in my lifetime.”

The crowd erupted.

The cameras flashed.

Reporters shouted questions.

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Dr. Vale continued.

The Association formally recognizes Ember Castle as…”

A dramatic pause.

“The Restoration of the Century.”

The applause echoed across the mountains.

And somewhere in the crowd, I saw Professor Marek’s face lose all color.

Good.

Because the game had just changed.

And for the first time…

The Ember Alliance had finally stepped onto the board.

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The press conference was declared a complete success.

The Historical Association publicly supported the castle.

The restoration had been recognized as the Restoration of the Century.

The public outrage disappeared almost immediately.

The fake images were exposed.

The castle remained ours.

And for the first time in weeks, it felt like we had won.

Or at least that’s what I thought.

As the reporters continued asking questions, I noticed Jason’s phone vibrate.

Once.

Twice.

Then three times in quick succession.

His expression changed.

Only slightly.

Most people wouldn’t have noticed.

I did.

Jason looked down at the screen.

And went completely still.

The change lasted less than a second.

Then he smiled.

A perfectly polite smile.

A dignified smile.

A professional smile.

A fake smile.

My stomach tightened.

I knew Jason.

He wasn’t the kind of person who panicked.

He wasn’t dramatic.

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He wasn’t impulsive.

Which meant whatever was on that screen mattered.

A lot. Alot.

I didn’t ask.

Not there.

Not in front of cameras.

Not in front of reporters.

If Jason wanted to tell me, he would.

The conference ended an hour later.

The historians departed.

The reporters left.

The governor returned to the city.

The castle slowly became quiet again.

For the first time in what felt like months.

No emergency meetings.

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