A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 305

Monica continued talking.

leaned closer.

She looked almost sympathetic.

Emory quietly translated what he could make out.

“She’s reinforcing the suggestion.”

I turned the volume up.

Monica’s voice filled the office.

“I saw Amber with other men.”

“I overheard them talking.”

“The babies aren’t yours.”

“But she needs you to believe they are.

I watched Jason’s face.

He looked confused.

Then angry.

He stood.

“Leave.”

Even under the drug’s influence…

He was rejecting her.

Monica didn’t argue.

Instead, she calmly slid the report closer.

Then she spoke one final time.

“When you ask her…”

“…she won’t answer.”

“She’ll stay silent.”

“And don’t be surprised if she sleeps somewhere else for a while.”

My breath caught.

She had planted every expectation.

Every misunderstanding.

Every painful moment that followed.

Minutes later, another notification appeared on the recording.

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Mrs. Sun.

Jason answered immediately.

The kidnapping.

His entire expression changed.

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Without another thought, he grabbed every document that had accumulated on his desk, called Mr. Stait requesting a helicopter, and rushed out of the building.

The recording ended.

Nobody spoke.

I stared at the frozen image of Jason sitting alone in his office.

Drugged.

Manipulated.

Lied to.

And yet…

Even after everything Monica had told him….

Even after that drug had been pumped into his body…

His first response had been to tell her she was wrong.

I smiled through my tears.

“Even with ten times the normal dose…”

I whispered.

“He still tried to believe me.”

For the first time since this nightmare had begun…

I knew one thing with absolute certainty.

They hadn’t destroyed our marriage.

They had only shown me just how hard Jason had fought not to let them.

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Amber POV

Something about the footage kept bothering me.

I replayed it again.

And again.

Every person who entered Jason’s office during those two hours had done the exact same thing.

They had all asked him to sign something.

When he refused, they all looked… alarmed.

Not disappointed.

Alarmed.

As though they had been instructed to obtain his signature no matter what.

I frowned.

“They weren’t there by coincidence.”

Marcus looked up from his laptop.

“What do you mean?”

“They all reacted the same way.”

“They expected him to sign.”

“And when he didn’t, every single one of them panicked.”

Emory nodded thoughtfully.

“So someone sent them.”

“Exactly.”

I walked toward Jason’s briefcase.

When we had brought him back to the castle, no one had bothered looking through it.

He had simply carried it with him from River City.

I carefully opened it.

Inside were dozens of ordinary company documents.

Reports.

Contracts.

Meeting notes.

Then…

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Four folders.

ch one marked with a bright red signature tab.

“They wanted these signed.”

Marcus immediately stood beside me.

I opened the first folder.

My heart stopped.

A divorce petition.

Grounds for divorce:

Infidelity.

According to the document, I had repeatedly cheated on Jason, deceived him into marriage, and concealed the paternity of our unborn children.

I slowly closed my eyes.

“They planned everything.”

Marcus’s expression hardened.

“Open the next one.”

I did.

A transfer agreement.

Not a sale.

Not a merger.

A transfer.

Jason’s entire sixty-nine percent ownership of Sun Corporation…

Gifted directly to the Vincent family.

No compensation.

No payment.