A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 274

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I smiled.

ou’ll find the same nothing I found.”

Jason began reviewing another section of the company database while I continued checking older correspondence.

Minutes later…

Something appeared.

Not in financial records.

Not in contracts.

An email.

Buried beneath dozens of routine messages.

Sent privately.

Not through official channels.

Addressed to one of the investors.

I frowned.

“That’s odd.”

Jason immediately looked over.

“What?”

I opened the message.

At first, it looked harmless.

A polite conversation.

Business.

Family.

Future opportunities.

Then I reached the attachment.

My blood ran cold.

It wasn’t a business proposal.

It was a marriage proposal.

Not for me.

Not for Jason.

For Rose.

I stared at the screen.

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Unable to process what I was reading.

email proposed an alliance between the Brown family and ours.

In exchange…

The Brown family would convince the investors to remain loyal to Asher Corporation.

I reread the sentence.

Then read it again.

Surely I had misunderstood.

No.

There it was.

Clear as day.

Rose would marry into the Brown family once she came of age.

In return…

The investor crisis would disappear.

My hands began shaking.

Jason slowly took the tablet from me.

Read the proposal.

His expression hardened with every line.

By the end…

He quietly placed the tablet on the desk.

Neither of us spoke for several seconds.

Then Jason looked at me.

“They’re bargaining with our daughter.”

Not Rose.

Not a political asset.

Not an heiress.

Our daughter.

I felt something inside me snap.

Very calmly, I closed the laptop.

Then looked directly at Jason.

“I think…”

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My voice was perfectly steady.

the Brown family just made the biggest mistake of their lives.”

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After school

Jason POV

The moment I finished reading the email, one thing became painfully clear.

The Browns were never the real problem.

Alexander Vincent was.

The wording.

The tone.

The careful promises hidden behind polite business language.

I had seen it before.

Far too many times.

Alexander Vincent never made demands.

He planted ideas.

He let other people believe they had come up with them themselves.

The email Amber found had been sent from a burner address.

An account created solely for that conversation.

Someone else would have dismissed it as impossible to trace.

I didn’t.

Because the sender’s identity wasn’t hidden in the address.

It was hidden in the writing.

Every sentence screamed Alexander Vincent.

He wanted Rose.

Not because he cared about her.

Because she was useful.

My jaw tightened.

Rose and Iris had already lost too much.

Rose had survived the Vincents.

Iris had survived years of neglect.

Neither of them would ever become bargaining chips again.

Not while I was alive.

I looked toward Amber.

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She was still reading through financial reports, trying to understand why the investors were suddenly selling their shares.

She looked exhausted.

Pregnancy wasn’t making anything easier.

I walked over and kissed the top of her head.

“I’m going to check something.”

She looked up.

“You okay?”

I smiled.

“I’m fine.”

It wasn’t entirely true.

But she had enough worries already.

She didn’t need another one.

Once I stepped out of her office, my smile disappeared.

I entered my study and locked the door behind me.

The room came alive the moment I sat down.

Four monitors.

Three encrypted servers.

Half a dozen independent networks.

Cronos was awake.

I wasn’t interested in the Brown family.

I wanted Alexander Vincent.

If he had approached one investor…

He might have approached all of them.