A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 91

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Imon POW

Jason POV

Jason POV

The house was quiet.

Too quiet.

The kind of silence that only exists when something has gone terribly wrong

I stood in the study, staring at the security footage looping endlessly on the screen.

Amber being taken.

The moment the car doors closed.

The moment she disappeared.

I had watched it twelve times already.

Each time my hands clenched tighter.

Each time I reminded myself to breathe.

Because losing control now would only make things worse.

Amber deserved better than that.

She deserved better than me.

Or at least… the version of me I used to be.

For months I had tried to become someone else.

Someone calmer.

Cleaner.

A man worthy of standing beside her.

She built empires.

She believed in growth, in opportunity, in people.

She believed the law could protect those who needed protection.

That justice eventually found its way.

That everyone deserved a second chance.

I believed in something much darker.

But I had tried.

God, I had tried.

Because Amber deserved a cleaner version of me.

And deep down I knew something else too.

If she ever saw the man I truly was…

She might walk away.

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And if that happened, I wouldn’t blame her.

But even if I lost her…

I would still save her.

I closed the laptop slowly.

The door behind me opened.

My grandmother stepped inside.

She had always had the unsettling ability to read my thoughts before I spoke them.

“You’re thinking about it,” she said calmly.

I didn’t respond. 1

“You promised Amber you would behave.”

“I did.”

She walked further into the room, her eyes sharp.

“And you did behave,” she said quietly.

“For her.”

I looked at her then.

“You know what I am capable of.”

“Yes.”

Her voice did not waver.

Because she had known for years.

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Months ago, when the other families began pulling their investments, I had already offered a solution.

A brutal one.

I could have destroyed them quietly.

Uncovered the secrets they buried.

Turned allies into enemies.

Collapsed their companies overnight.

But my grandmother had stopped me.

“No,” she had said.

“Amber is building something different.”

“Let her lead.”

So I listened.

For Amber.

Because the woman who smiled at me every morning deserved a better version of me.

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But then the Watsons made a mistake.

They took her.

My grandmother studied my face carefully,

“You tried to do this the right way,” she said softly.

Then she placed her hand on my shoulder.

“Bring her home.”

The words landed heavily in the quiet room.

An hour later I was in my office.

Not the public one.

The other one.

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