A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 9

A false Mrs.Sun

My feet moved before my mind could catch up.

In two strides, I reached them.

My hand shot out, gripping the woman’s forearm mid-motion.

“Just what do you think you’re doing?”

She stiffened.

Slowly, she turned her head and gave me a once-over-from my heels to my face-clearly unimpressed.

“And who are you?” she asked coolly. “Do you have any idea who I am?”

Her chin lifted.

“I am the future Mrs. Sun. I don’t know who you think you are, but my fiancé will make sure you regret touchifig me.”

Future Mrs. Sun?

I laughed.

Soft. Unbothered.

Then I stepped forward, placing myself fully in front of Alison, shielding her small shaking body.

“Lady,” I said calmly, “I don’t know who you think you are…”

I raised my left hand.

“…but you are not Mrs. Sun.”

The diamond caught the low garden lights, flashing sharply between us.

Her expression faltered.

Just slightly.

Footsteps echoed across the stone path behind us.

Several pairs.

The woman’s face changed instantly. 1

Her posture softened. Her eyes glossed over. Tears gathered as if summoned on command.

Professional.

Alison was still on the ground behind me.

Jason appeared first.

His presence alone shifted the air.

“What’s going on?” His voice was controlled-but dangerous.

The woman turned toward him immediately, trembling.

“Jason… Alison fell,” she said, voice breaking perfectly. “She’s been so clumsy lately. And now this woman grabbed me and started accusing me of hurting her. I would never hurt the children. Never.”

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Ghildren.

Interesting choice of word.

Jason’s eyes moved to Alison.

Then to me.

He didn’t ask who I was.

He knew.

“What happened?” he asked quietly.

I didn’t raise my voice.

“I saw her drag Alison here. I heard her demand that Alison call her ‘Mama’ in front of the other Sun mothers. When Alison refused, she slapped her. Then she pushed her to the ground.” 1

Silence.

Heavy.

The woman gasped dramatically. “That’s a lie!”

I didn’t look at her.

I looked at Jason.

“If I were lying,” I said evenly, “you’d see hesitation.”

I stepped aside slightly.

Alison’s tear-streaked face was visible now. A faint red mark was forming on her cheek.

Jason’s jaw tightened.

The air shifted.

Completely.

And even if i had just arrived to the Sun estate for the first time, I wasn’t the outsider.

She was.

A man stepped forward from the gathering crowd.

Shorter than Jason. Dirty blond hair. Brown eyes so dull they almost looked lifeless.

He looked at me like I was something stuck to his shoe.

“Just who do you think you are,” he said coldly, “entering the Sun estate and accusing Nicole–who is part of this family-or something so hideous?”

Before I could respond, Jason moved.

He stepped in front of me, one arm subtly pushing me behind him. Protective. Territorial.

“Part of the family, Anton?” Jason’s voice was calm. Too calm. “That’s interesting. She’s been the children’s caretaker for one month. I didn’t realize you felt so strongly about her.” 2

A flicker of irritation crossed Anton’s face.

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Jason didn’t give him time to recover. 1

He turned slightly, enough foreveryone present-staff, relatives, security-to hear him clearly.

“Since we seem to have an audience,” he continued smoothly, “allow me to clarify something.”

He reached back and took my hand, pulling me to stand beside him this time-not behind him.

“Everyone, please allow me to introduce my wife.”

The word landed like a bomb.

“Amber Ash.”

A murmur rippled through the courtyard.

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