A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 378

Amber POV

Jason didn't answer his phone.

The first time I called, I wasn't worried. Not really. Jason was supposed to be returning from the DNA testing appointment, and there were a dozen perfectly reasonable explanations for why he wouldn't answer immediately. He could still be speaking with the trustees. He could be driving. He could have stopped to speak with security.

So I waited five minutes and called again.

It rang.

And rang.

And went unanswered.

I frowned at the screen.

Jason always answered me.

Maybe not on the first ring. Sometimes not even on the first call if he was in the middle of something important. But if I called twice, he answered. If he couldn't, someone from his security team did.

I called a third time.

Nothing.

"Okay."

I sat straighter on the bed.

There was still no reason to panic.

I called his driver.

No answer.

Then his security detail.

No answer.

That was when the first thread of fear worked its way into my chest.

I opened the security application on my phone and checked Jason's location.

Unavailable.

"No."

I refreshed it.

Still unavailable.

Chronos had trackers everywhere. Jason practically breathed technology. His phone, watch, car, security team—there were redundancies built into redundancies because both of us had been kidnapped enough times to develop what normal people would probably consider an unhealthy relationship with tracking devices.

Jason didn't simply disappear.

I called again.

"Come on, Jason."

The phone rang beside my ear.

Nothing.

I checked the time.

He should have been home.

By the time an hour passed, I had called everyone.

Mr. Stait.

Emory.

Marcus.

Pamela.

Jasper.

Malcolm.

My grandfather.

Mr. and Mrs. Sun were already moving through the castle coordinating with security while I searched every system I could reach from my phone.

The testing site had cameras.

The streets around it had cameras.

Nearby businesses had cameras.

Traffic intersections had cameras.

I hacked every single one I could access.

Jason appeared entering the testing site.

He appeared leaving it.

He walked toward his car.

Then—

Nothing.

I went backward.

Watched again.

Jason left the building.

He was alone for only a few seconds while his security shifted around the vehicle.

The camera angle changed.

A delivery truck passed.

Then the feed glitched.

Three seconds.

That was all.

Three seconds of corrupted footage.

When the image returned, I couldn't see Jason properly anymore.

Another camera should have caught him.

It didn't.

I searched the next one.

Nothing.

Another.

Nothing.

His car disappeared too.

It was as if Jason Sun had walked out of a building in the middle of River City and vanished from the planet.

That was impossible.

Which meant someone had planned it.

My phone rang.

I answered immediately.

"Jason?"

"Amber."

Mrs. Sun.

My heart dropped.

"What did you find?"

"We're still looking."

"That's not an answer."

"I know."

"Where is he?"

"We don't know yet."

My breathing became shallow.

No.

I wasn't doing this.

I wasn't panicking.

Panic didn't help.

Information helped.

"His car."

Mrs. Sun hesitated.

"What about it?"

"Find the car."

"We're trying."

"Chronos has trackers."

"They're offline."

"All of them?"

Silence.

"Grandma."

"Yes."

I closed my eyes.

Someone had known exactly what they were doing.

The Vincents?

Mr. White?

Oscar?

Someone connected to the St. Johns trust?

We had just exposed an international trafficking network. Arrests were happening across multiple countries. Companies were collapsing. Women were talking. Oliver had handed over evidence that could destroy Alexander and expose Mr. White as the man behind the entire operation.

And Jason had just publicly revealed that he'd been one of the children who lost his identity.

Then he'd gone to establish whether he was biologically connected to another vanished family.

Too many possibilities.

Too many enemies.

"His last confirmed location?" I asked.

"Outside the testing site."

"And the car?"

"Gone."

I stopped.

"What?"

"The car is gone too."

I pushed the blanket away.

"I'm coming."

"No."

"I'm coming."

"Amber, absolutely not."

"Jason is missing."

"And you're six months pregnant and on bed rest."

"I don't care!"

The room tilted.

I grabbed the edge of the mattress.

Mrs. Sun's voice sharpened through the phone.

"Amber?"

"I'm fine."

I wasn't.

My heart was beating too quickly.

There was pressure in my head and a strange buzzing in my ears.

"Amber, lie down."

"I'm fine."

"Call the doctor."

"I'm not calling the damn doctor. I'm finding Jason."

I tried to stand.

My legs didn't cooperate.

The door opened.

One of the castle staff members took one look at me and immediately ran toward the bed.

"Mrs. Sun?"

"Don't—"

She took the phone from my hand.

I heard Mrs. Sun shouting through it.

Everything became noise after that.

People entered.

Someone checked my blood pressure.

Then checked it again.

Their expression told me enough.

"How high?"

No one answered.

"Tell me."

The number they gave me made my stomach drop.

My hand immediately went over my belly.

The twins.

Fear changed direction instantly.

Not Jason.

Not me.

Them.

"Are the babies okay?"

"We need to take you to the hospital."

"Are they okay?"

"We need to monitor all three of you."

I hated that answer.

I hated everything about it.

But for once, I didn't fight.

Because Jason was missing.

And I couldn't lose our babies while trying to find him.

I was admitted to the hospital less than an hour later.

The babies were monitored immediately.

Two heartbeats.

Strong.

Steady.

I cried when I heard them.

Not dramatically.

I simply turned my face away and cried while a nurse adjusted the monitors around my stomach.

Jason should have been here.

He would have been hovering over everyone, asking the doctors questions they had already answered and probably demanding credentials from anyone who came within five feet of me.

Instead, the chair beside my bed was empty.

Mrs. Sun arrived shortly afterward.

I knew from her face that there was no good news.

"Tell me."

She sat beside me.

"They found his last confirmed location."

"I know. Outside the testing site."

She nodded.

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