A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 300

“One more thing.”

addressed Mrs. Sun directly.

“Please don’t tell Amber yet.”

“I’ll tell her myself.”

Mrs. Sun nodded slowly.

“I understand.”

I looked around at everyone.

We were safe.

For now.

But one thing had become painfully clear.

Someone hadn’t just planned to kidnap us.

They had planned every single step… right down to stealing our phones before the alarm ever sounded.

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“I’ve got you.”

Amber POV

Pamela and her stepsister were engaged in a silent standoff.

Neither of them spoke.

Neither of them looked away.

Marta wore the confident smile of someone who believed she had already won.

Pamela simply stared back, calm and unreadable.

I was about to break the silence when my phone rang.

No.

Not just any ringtone.

A very specific tone echoed through the restaurant.

My heart stopped.

Alex’s emergency signal.

Every one of the children wore a smartwatch that I had personally modified. I had designed them to look like ordinary smartwatches, but hidden beneath the interface was an encrypted emergency system connected directly to my phone.

There was only one reason that alarm would activate.

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Very wrong.

Without a word, I opened the secure application.

Alex’s location appeared almost instantly.

An underground parking garage.

My blood ran cold.

I immediately activated the watch’s live audio feed.

Voices filled my ears.

“…Get in.”

A man’s voice.

Cold.

Demanding.

Then another.

“I said, get in.”

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I didn’t hesitate.

While listening through the watch, I grabbed my second phone and called one of my military contacts in Sum.

“Colonel, I need immediate assistance.”

As I spoke, I kept listening to the live transmission.

Alice’s voice suddenly rang out.

“I have to go to the bathroom!”

For a brief second, I frowned.

Then I heard Rose.

“Me too!”

Alex.

“I have to go as well.”

I closed my eyes.

The bathroom.

Of course.

It wasn’t about the bathroom.

It was a distraction.

A way to buy time.

A small smile appeared despite the terror threatening to overwhelm me.

Good.

Very good.

I knew exactly what they were doing.

I continued listening.

Footsteps echoed.

A door opened.

Then-

A loud crash.

Someone shouted.

Another scream.

The unmistakable sounds of a fight.

I held my breath.

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Then I heard one of the bodyguards.

He’s armed!”

Another voice answered immediately.

“We’ve got him!”

Relief flooded through me so suddenly my knees nearly gave out.

The bodyguards had understood Alex’s signal.

The watches had done exactly what I had built them to do.

As I continued listening, I heard Mrs. Sun’s familiar voice.

Then…

Jason.

“I’ve already sent a military helicopter.”

Mrs. Sun sounded surprised.

“The military must really appreciate you.”

Jason actually laughed.

“It’s not for me.”

A pause.

“They’re trying very hard to avoid making Amber angry.”

Then….

The sentence that made my eye twitch.

“Please don’t tell Amber.”

“I’ll tell her myself.”

I stared at my phone.

“…Excuse me?”

Something inside me snapped.

Without realizing it, I tightened my grip around the water glass in my hand.

Crack.

The crystal shattered.

Water spilled across the table.

Tiny cuts appeared across my palm.

I hadn’t even noticed how tightly I had been holding it.

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Pamela immediately stood.

umber!”

She grabbed a napkin.

“You’re bleeding!”

Only then did I look down.

Small drops of blood mixed with the water on the table.

“I’m fine.”

“You don’t look fine.”

She gently wrapped my hand while watching my face.

“What happened?”

I took a slow breath.

“The kids.”

My voice came out quieter than I expected.

“Someone tried to kidnap them.”

Pamela froze.

“What?”

“They’re safe.”

I answered before she could panic.

“The bodyguards got to them.”

“They’re safe.”

I repeated it more for myself than for her.

Even as we spoke, my fingers were flying across my tablet.

The parking garage’s security network wasn’t particularly secure.

Within seconds I had accessed the surveillance system.

Camera one.

Camera two.

Camera three.

There.

The black van.

The masked men.

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The children.

Everything.

I immediately began downloading every available recording.

“Come on…”

“Ninety percent…”

“Ninety-five…”

“Done.”

I finally breathed again.

Then…

One by one…

The camera feeds began disappearing.

I frowned.

“No…”

A message flashed across the screen.

Video unavailable.

Another.

Recording deleted.

Someone was erasing the evidence.

Right now.

I immediately copied every file I had already downloaded onto three separate encrypted drives.

“Too late.”

I whispered.

“I’ve got you.”

Just then, a familiar shadow stopped beside our table.

Marcus.

He had clearly just left his own dinner.

Behind him, I caught a glimpse of Marta looking thoroughly confused as he walked away without another word.

Marcus didn’t even ask permission before sitting down.

His eyes moved between my bleeding hand…

The tablet…

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The phone still playing Alex’s emergency transmission…

Men back to me.

He sighed.

“Of course.”

I looked up.

He gave me a tired smile.

“You already know.”

I nodded once.

“They tried to take the kids.”

His expression darkened instantly.

He looked at the security footage still paused on the black van.

Then at the files I had rescued before they disappeared.

“They’re deleting the cameras.”

“I noticed.”

Marcus slowly leaned back in his chair.

“They’re professionals.”

“So are we.”

For the first time since the emergency signal had sounded…

I allowed myself to smile.

Very slightly.

Because whoever had tried to erase those recordings had made one very expensive mistake.

They had underestimated just how quickly I could steal the evidence before they managed to destroy it.

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Marcus looked from my tablet to my bleeding hand before letting out a long sigh.

He didn’t need an explanation.

He already knew.

Without another word, he pulled out his phone and dialed Jason.

The call connected almost immediately.

Marcus didn’t even bother greeting him.

“Of course she knows.”

A pause.

“What exactly did you think was going to happen?”

Another pause.

Marcus glanced at me, then smiled sympathetically.

“You should probably expect a very angry wife in about an hour.”

I couldn’t hear Jason’s reply, but judging by Marcus’s expression, he was wisely choosing not to argue.

“I’ll make sure she gets there in one piece.”

Marcus ended the call before Jason could say anything else.

I raised an eyebrow.

“You make it sound like I’m planning a murder.”

Marcus shrugged.

“I’ve known you long enough.”

“That’s not exactly a reassuring answer.”

“It wasn’t meant to be.”

Despite everything that had happened over the last half hour, I laughed.

Then I remembered why Pamela and I had been at the mall in the first place.

“Marcus.”

He looked at me.

“Pamela told me about her stepmother.”

His expression immediately became serious.

“And the house.”

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“And the inheritance.”

Pamela sighed.

“It really isn’t that dramatic.”

Marcus turned toward her.

“I disagree.”

She crossed her arms.

“My stepmother is trying to force me into marrying a man older than my father.”

Marcus’s eyebrows shot up.

“…Excuse me?”

“And when I refused, she threatened to cut me off financially.”

Marcus looked genuinely confused.

“But…”

He glanced between us.

“I thought you owned the house.”

“I do.”

Pamela nodded.

“My mother left it to me.”

Marcus blinked.

“I didn’t know Marta was your sister.”

Pamela corrected him immediately.

“Stepsister.”

“At most.”

Marcus nodded once.

“That explains a lot.”

“It certainly does,” Pamela muttered.

Marcus leaned back in his chair.

“Actually…”

“There is something you should know.”

Both of us looked at him.

“Marta and her mother contacted me.”

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Pamela’s eyes narrowed.

They did what?”

“They wanted to offer me a business opportunity.”

Pamela laughed.

Not because it was funny.

Because she couldn’t believe it.

“They’re trying to scam you.”

Marcus smiled.

“I suspected as much.”

“They’re professional scammers,” Pamela continued.

“They’ll promise investments.”

“Properties.”

“Partnerships.”

“Whatever they think you’ll believe.”

“Don’t sign anything.”

Marcus nodded calmly.

“I wasn’t planning to.”

He paused before looking directly at Pamela.

“If you’ll allow me…”

“I’d like to represent you.”

She blinked.

“What?”

“Legally.”

“I’ll handle recovering your inheritance.”

“The house.”1

“The money.”

“Everything.”

Pamela looked genuinely surprised.

“You’d do that?”

Marcus smiled warmly.

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“I’ve done it before.”

looked at me.

“When Jason recovered his parents’ legacy…”

“I handled a good portion of the legal work.”

I smiled.

“I remember.”

“It wasn’t exactly simple.”

Marcus laughed.

“Nothing involving your family ever is.”

For the first time since we’d arrived at the restaurant, Pamela looked relieved.

“Thank you.”

Marcus simply nodded.

“We’ll get everything back.”

Then his phone vibrated.

He glanced at the screen and groaned.

“Jason.”

Again.

“He has called me six times.”

Marcus looked at me with obvious amusement.

“Please.”

“For everyone’s peace of mind.”

“Tell your husband you’re alive.”

I smiled sheepishly.

“I suppose I should.”

“You probably should.”

“I don’t think he’s stopped worrying since the emergency signal.”

I finally picked up my phone and sent Jason a short message.

I’m okay. No new explosions. I’ll explain everything when I get there.

Less than five seconds later…

My phone buzzed.

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Very Jason.

While Marcus and Pamela continued discussing the legal paperwork, I returned my attention to the surveillance footage I’d managed to save.

I replayed the parking garage recording frame by frame.

The black van.

The driver.

The man in the hoodie.

Then…

I paused the video.

“Wait.”

Marcus immediately leaned closer.

“What?”

I zoomed in on the masked man standing beside the van.

His face was hidden.

But not completely.

The mask itself caught my attention.

It wasn’t an ordinary disguise.

Dark wood.

Hand-painted details.

Long curved horns.

Traditional craftsmanship.

I enlarged the image again.

Then again.

Until the carving became unmistakable.

My pulse quickened.

“I know that mask.”

Marcus frowned.

“You do?”

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I nodded slowly.

isn’t mass-produced.”

“It comes from a small artisan boutique in Sum.”

Pamela looked at the screen.

“So…”

“So either someone bought it there…”

“…or someone wanted us to know it came from Sum.”

Marcus folded his arms.

“Either way…”

“It’s a lead.”

I smiled.

“And whoever wore that mask…”

“…just gave us the first real clue to finding them.”

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Amber POV

Marcus insisted on escorting Pamela and me back to the Fairy House.

“You’ve had enough excitement for one day,” he said as he opened the car door.

For once, I didn’t argue.

When we arrived, Jason was already waiting.

The moment he saw me, relief flashed across his face.

It lasted only a second.

Then it disappeared.

“We have work to do,” he said quietly.

I frowned.

Something about him felt… different.

We gathered around the conference table, laptops open, security footage spread across multiple screens.

Marcus handled the legal angle.

Pamela organized the corporate information.

I continued analyzing the recordings from the parking garage.

Jason…

Jason became Chronos.

That was the only way I knew how to describe it.

His entire personality seemed to freeze.

His posture straightened.

His face became completely unreadable.

Every answer was short.

Precise.

Emotionless.

He switched between English, Mandarin, German, Spanish and two other languages I couldn’t even recognize, contacting source after source without missing a beat.

He wasn’t rude.

He wasn’t angry.

He simply became… someone else.

The brilliant strategist everyone feared.

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Chronos.

Hours passed.

Finally, Jason stopped typing.

“I found them.”

All of us looked up.

“The order didn’t come directly from the Vincents.”

He projected several files onto the screen.

“It came from the former Asher investors.”

I stared at the names.

Every single one belonged to the investors Grandfather had forced to sell their shares after we discovered they were negotiating marriage alliances involving our children.

“They wanted revenge,” Marcus said quietly.

Jason nodded once.

“They hired intermediaries.”

“The intermediaries hired professionals.”

“They never expected the operation to fail.”

Silence settled over the room.

I closed the file.

“We’re going back to Sum.”

No one objected.

Before leaving River City, I made one final stop at Asher Corporation.

Jasper Wilson, one of my newest executive aides, was already waiting outside the media department.

He couldn’t have been older than twenty-four.

Competent.

Quiet.

Observant.

Exactly the kind of person I trusted.

“Jasper.”

“CEO.”

“I need a favor.”

He straightened immediately.

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“Of course.”

Introduced him to Emilia Goodrich.