A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 311

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“Influence.”

This…”

I held up the article.

“…is childish.”

“It’s emotional.”

“It feels personal.”

I opened my laptop.

“If I’m right…”

“It won’t take long.”

I traced the original upload.

Then the reposts.

Then the anonymous account.

Finally…

A real profile.

I opened it.

A seventeen-year-old girl.

Same school.

Same grade.

Same classroom…

As Iris.

I looked up.

“It wasn’t the Vincents.”

Mrs. Sun frowned.

“Who was it?”

I turned the screen toward everyone.

“This girl.”

I quickly read through months of public posts.

Pictures.

Comments.

Private screenshots.

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Everything painted the same story.

had openly liked Francis Owens for nearly a year.

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Within weeks, Francis had been seen walking with Iris around campus.

Jealousy.

Pure jealousy.

The girl’s messages became increasingly bitter.

“She thinks she’s special.”

“She’s probably dating three boys already.”

“Just wait until everyone finds out who she really is.”

I closed the laptop.

“There it is.

Pamela sighed.

“So she wanted to ruin Iris’s reputation.”

I nodded.

“She couldn’t have Francis.”

“So she decided no one should.”

Jason rubbed his forehead.

“I honestly don’t know whether to laugh or cry anymore.”

Mrs. Sun smiled gently.

“At least this one isn’t an international conspiracy.”

I laughed.

“Small victories.”

For the first time that evening…

The room felt lighter.

Not every enemy was Alexander Vincent.

Sometimes…

A teenage girl’s jealousy could create just as much chaos as a criminal empire.

And somehow…

That thought was both comforting…

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Amber POV

Dinner that evening felt different.

For the first time in weeks, everyone was together.

Jason was sitting beside me again.

Every now and then, our hands brushed beneath the table, as if both of us needed to reassure ourselves that the other was really there.

Before dinner began, I remembered the bag I had carried back from the mine.

“Oh!”

Everyone looked at me as I placed it on the table.

“I almost forgot.”

Jason smiled knowingly.

“The shopping spree.”

Mrs. Sun looked confused.

“What shopping spree?”

I opened the bag.

One by one, I began taking out crowns, bracelets, necklaces, rings, and tiaras.

The room fell completely silent.

Mrs. Sun’s mouth slowly fell open.

“Amber…”

She picked up one of the crowns with both hands.

“…these belong in a museum.”

She looked around the room.

“You don’t carry something like this around in a handbag!”

I laughed.

“It wasn’t even noticeable.”

Jason chuckled.

“I can confirm.”

“It looked like she’d barely taken anything.”

Everyone stared at him.

“What?”

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He shrugged.

There was enough treasure in there to decorate three castles.”

Grandfather carefully examined one of the bracelets.

“The craftsmanship…”

His eyes widened.

“I’ve only seen work like this in history books.”

Mrs. Sun finally looked back at me.

“Tell us everything.”

So I did.

I explained how my car had broken down near the mine.

How I had decided to take the shortcut through the tunnels.

How I had discovered the hidden door concealed between the rocks.

“And the strange part,” I finished, “is that there wasn’t any lock.”

“I simply pushed.”

“The door opened.”

“But when Jason and Emory tried opening it afterward…”

“It wouldn’t move.”

Mrs. Sun frowned thoughtfully.

“The children…”

“They’ve been spending every afternoon inside the secret room beneath the kitchen.”

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“They’re still trying to open the second door they found.”

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

I slowly turned toward Jason.

“What if…”

“The two doors are connected?”

Silence.

I stood and walked toward one of the castle sketches hanging on the wall.

“The secret room beneath the kitchen.”

“The hidden chamber inside the mine.”

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“They’re on opposite sides of the mountain.”

Nooked back at everyone.

“What if opening one…”

“…unlocks the other?”

Jason immediately understood.

“A mechanical system.”

“Hidden inside the mountain.”

I nodded.

“Exactly.”

Grandfather smiled.

“The Ember family always did enjoy complicated engineering.”

Mrs. Sun suddenly became unusually quiet.

Then she looked at the ring on my finger.

“The alexandrite…”

I glanced down at my engagement ring.

“What about it?”

She smiled softly.

“That ring belonged to Jason’s mother.”

Jason looked surprised.

“I didn’t know that.”

Mrs. Sun nodded.

“It was mined in Sum.”

She looked toward the mountain visible through the windows.

“It may have come from your mine.”

For a long moment, nobody spoke.

The possibility felt strangely fitting.

Before anyone could say anything else, laughter echoed through the hallway.

The children had returned.

Alice ran into the room first.

Rose followed.

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Alex walked more calmly behind them.

Ts entered last…

Accompanied by Francis Owens.

The moment Alice saw the treasure spread across the table, her eyes grew enormous.

“You found the treasure!”

“I found… some of it.”

She immediately ran toward me.

“Did you bring anything back?”

I smiled.

“I might have.”

One by one, I handed everyone their gifts.

A small crown for Alice.

A delicate silver circlet for Rose.

A simple but elegant crown for Iris.

A handsome gold crown for Alex.

Then I turned toward Francis.

He looked completely out of place.

Almost embarrassed to be standing there.

I smiled and handed him a small velvet box.

“For you.”

He blinked.

“…For me?”

Inside was an antique pocket watch.

Beautifully engraved.

Then I handed him another package.

“And this.”

He opened it carefully.

A simple ceremonial crown.

His eyes widened.

“I can’t accept this.”

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“You can.”

And one more thing.”

I handed him a smaller crown.

“This one’s for your younger brother.”

Francis looked genuinely speechless.

“You… thought about him?”

“Of course.”

“Family matters.”

He lowered his head.

“Thank you.”

The younger children had already placed their crowns on their heads.

They looked delighted.

Mrs. Sun laughed.

“They look like they’re playing fantasy.”

Jason smiled.

“They should be careful.”

Everyone turned toward him.

“They aren’t replicas.”

“They’re real.”

The room instantly became much quieter.

Alice slowly removed her crown.

“…Real?”

Jason nodded.

“Very real.”

Mrs. Sun nearly snatched it out of her hands.

“We are definitely making display cases.”

I laughed before reaching back into the bag.

“Not so fast.”

I walked toward Mrs. Sun first.

She immediately stepped backward.

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“No.”

Amber.”

“No.”

“You are not putting priceless jewelry on me.”

I ignored her.

A beautiful emerald necklace rested around her neck moments later.

“It suits you.”

She sighed dramatically.

“I’ve created a monster.”

Mr. Sun received an ornate signet ring.

Grandfather received an antique watch chain.

Mr. Stanley arrived just in time to receive a heavy ceremonial bracelet.

Then I turned back toward Francis.

“And these.”

I handed him another small box.

He opened it.

A pair of sapphire earrings.

And a matching bracelet.

“For your mother.”

His eyes widened again.

“Mrs. Sun…”

“I really can’t…”

“You can.”

“Please.”

“Consider it a thank-you.”

He looked overwhelmed.

Jason suddenly picked up his tablet.

“Before you leave…”

He grinned.

“Perhaps you two should explain something.”

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He turned the screen toward Iris and Francis.

The article.

STANLEY HEIRESS PREGNANT?

Both teenagers turned bright red.

“We’re not!”

Francis blurted.

“We’re not even dating!”

Iris nodded so quickly I thought her neck might hurt.

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Alice tilted her head.

“What does ‘much less that’ mean?”

Alex answered before any adult could.

“It obviously means they’re not married.”

The adults burst into laughter.

Even Francis laughed nervously.

Eventually, after much insisting from him and much refusing from me, Francis was forced to accept the gifts for himself and his family.

His bodyguards arrived shortly after dinner to escort him home.

As he reached the door, he turned back.

“Thank you,..”

“No one has ever included my family like this before.”

I smiled.

“Tell your mother she’s welcome.”

After he left, Iris quietly looked toward Mrs. Sun.

“Should I respond to the article?”

Mrs. Sun shook her head.

“One article means nothing.”

“Only answer if you feel you’ve been wronged.”

Iris nodded thoughtfully.

Not ten minutes later, my phone rang.

Unknown number.

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I answered.

Hello?”

A gentle woman’s voice came through the speaker.

“Mrs. Sun?”

“This is Margaret Owens.”

I smiled immediately.

“Good evening.”

“I… I’m calling about the gifts.”

She sounded genuinely flustered.

“We can’t possibly accept something so valuable.”

I looked around at everyone smiling in the living room.

Then answered softly,

“Mrs. Owens…”

“Please think of them as a token of appreciation.”

There was a brief silence.

“For what?”

“For raising such a good young man.”

The line remained quiet for several long seconds.

When Mrs. Owens finally spoke again…

Her voice trembled.

“Thank you.”

It was the first time in many years…

Someone had complimented her son instead of trying to use him.

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Into the light

Amber POV

The peace lasted exactly one morning.

I was halfway through reviewing company reports when Pamela rushed into my office without knocking.

“Amber.”

I looked up immediately.

“What happened?”

She placed her tablet on my

desk.

“I think we have another leak.”

I frowned and looked at the screen.

It was a photograph.

A single page.

The first page of the divorce agreement.

The very same document Jason had refused to sign while under the influence of the drug.

The headline above it read:

JASON SUN SECRETLY FILED FOR DIVORCE!

My expression remained calm, but inside my mind something suddenly clicked.

I enlarged the image.

Then the signatures section.

Blank.

Jason’s name was printed.

His signature wasn’t.

I slowly leaned back in my chair.

“…Of course.”

Pamela looked at me.

“What?”

“They really believed he would sign.”

She frowned.

“I don’t understand.”

I looked toward the window.

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