All Chapters of A Woman Worth Billions, Dated the Wrong Brother: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The door to Jason’s bedroom was forced open. The smell hit first. Sweet. Heavy. Chemical. Jason moved straight toward the walk-in closet. The door was locked from the outside. One of the guards broke it open. Alex was inside. Unconscious. Collapsed against the back wall. There was blood at his temple, dried against his hairline as if he’d fallen and struck the edge of the shelving. “Call the doctor. Now,” Jason ordered. I stepped forward carefully, scanning the room. On the bedside console sat a small ceramic burner—still warm. Not incense. Not fragrance. An aphrodisiac compound. Vapor-based. Strong enough to disorient. Dangerous in high concentration. “Ventilate the room,” I said sharply. “Open everything.” Alex was carried out immediately. Alice clung to me as paramedics rushed in. Behind us, Nicole tried to run. She didn’t make it three steps. The guards restrained her. Anton stood frozen. “I didn’t know,” he muttered. “I swear I didn

By the time Jason returned with the doctor, Madam Sun and I had already reached an understanding. Not friendship, not trust, a truce, both of us understanding the terms and perhaps even trusting each other, I had never had a grandmother, and she reminded me of what my grandmother would have done to protect me. Mrs. Sun decided that my name should be cleared first and she would take care of that. The online rumors surrounding me would be handled by the Sun family’s media division immediately. The slander from the White Group would not be allowed to circulate unchecked—not because of me alone, but because any stain on Jason’s wife would inevitably reflect on the Sun name. “If no one responds,” Madam Sun had said evenly, “it will appear as an admission.” I had agreed. “I will hold a press conference tomorrow evening,” I told her. “I intend to clear my name publicly.” She studied me for a long moment before nodding once. “It will be organized properly,” she replied. “Under o

The word lingered between us. Partner. I let it sit there for a moment before tilting my head slightly. “Well then,” I said calmly, folding my arms. “Partner.” His brow lifted faintly. “Yes?” “Where am I supposed to sleep tonight?” The question was practical. The silence that followed was not. Jason didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he studied me as though trying to determine whether the question was a challenge, a trap, or something else entirely. “You have a suite prepared,” he finally said. “In the east wing.” “A separate wing?” I asked lightly. “For now.” “For my comfort, I assume.” “For your reputation,” he corrected. I let out a soft huff. “A little late for that.” A flicker of amusement crossed his face before he continued. “The family is already unsettled. If you move into my room tonight, it becomes a declaration.” “And if I don’t?” “It becomes distance.” I considered that for a moment. Of course it did. Nothing in this family could simply be what it was. “S

The room felt different once the doors closed behind us. Quieter. Less like a battlefield and more like somewhere the rest of the world couldn't reach us, at least for a few hours. I watched Jason move through the space. Dark wood, tall windows, clean lines, controlled minimalism. Everything about his bedroom seemed to reflect the man himself. Restraint. Control. “I’ll shower first,” I heard myself say. I needed the water. Needed something steady and predictable against my skin after a day that had been anything but. The marble bathroom was warm, and steam quickly filled the space as I stepped beneath the spray. I closed my eyes and let the water fall over me, allowing myself a few minutes where I didn't have to think or react. Of course, my mind refused to cooperate. Today, I had married a man who had once been my almost-brother-in-law, a man I has once watched from afar. Today, I had stepped into a dynasty powerful enough to crush me if it chose to. Today, I had held a lit

Amber POV Jason’s hand found mine. Not for show. Not for strategy. It seemed to happen on instinct, his fingers closing around mine as naturally as if we had been doing it for years instead of less than a day. “I’m going to check on Alex and Alice,” he said quietly. “Yesterday was... a lot.” His jaw tightened slightly when he said their names. Of course it had been a lot. Nicole. The screaming. Alex being found unconscious. Alice finally telling everyone what had been happening to them. Then the reporters, the family arguments, and the sudden arrival of a woman they had barely met being introduced as Jason’s wife. Children absorbed chaos differently than adults did. They might have seemed fine last night, but that didn't mean they were. “I’ll come with you,” I said immediately. The words escaped before I had a chance to weigh them. Jason’s thumb brushed once across my knuckles. Then another hand gently closed around mine. Cool. Steady. Madam Sun. “Amber, dear.” Her voice