All Chapters of A Woman Worth Billions, Dated the Wrong Brother: Chapter 361 - Chapter 370

Amber POVJason was worried.I was furious.There was a difference.Jason sat beside me on the bed, staring at the frozen security footage for what had to be the twentieth time.Mr. White.Oscar.Both covered from head to toe.Both carrying suitcases.Both slipping through an emergency exit at White Manor like criminals who knew exactly how to disappear without being noticed.They hadn't been kidnapped.They hadn't vanished mysteriously.They had run.And I was furious because I had made a mistake.I thought I had already destroyed them.Not literally.Financially.Socially.Professionally.I'd watched the White family's reputation collapse.I'd taken back what belonged to me.I'd watched Oscar lose the company we'd created together.I'd exposed lies.I'd stripped away enough of their influence that I genuinely believed they couldn't hurt us anymore.Apparently, I'd underestimated them.Again."I should have gone further."Jason finally looked away from the screen."What?""I should h

Amber POVThree days into the warehouse surveillance, Jasmine called me.I answered immediately."Please tell me you found something.""No."I stared at the ceiling."I don't like you anymore.""You never officially admitted you liked us."Daniel's voice came through somewhere in the background."She called us for help. That means she likes us."Noah added, "Or we're cheap labor.""You're free labor," I corrected.Jasmine laughed.They had spent the last three days rotating between the warehouses Pamela had identified.They'd watched employees.Photographed vehicles.Tracked authorized shipments.Followed two trucks that had left at unusual hours.One turned out to be carrying damaged promotional displays for disposal.The other had been making a perfectly legitimate emergency delivery.Nothing.Not one trace of the premium materials that had disappeared from Asher Corporation."No suspicious movement?" I asked."Some," Jasmine answered. "Nothing connected to your missing inventory."

Amber POVBy the time I reached six months pregnant, I had discovered something important.Bed rest did not make time move faster.If anything, it made every day approximately seventy hours long.The twins were getting bigger.So was I.My blood pressure had improved enough that the doctor was no longer threatening me with hospitalization every time she saw me, but I was still under strict orders to rest.And after a month of investigating Asher Corporation, we finally knew how bad the problem had been.Very bad.The good news?Not a single one of the low-quality products had reached another customer after we'd discovered the scheme.The moment Emilia confirmed my suspicions, Pamela and her team had quietly started separating questionable inventory.By the time the full audit exposed the scale of the operation, everything was already contained.Low-quality materials were removed.Finished products made with questionable materials were isolated.Warehouses were checked.Distribution wa

Amber POVThe problem with secrets was that once one cracked open, ten more seemed to crawl out behind it. I had spent most of the morning reviewing everything we had collected on the White family, and this time I wasn't looking at White Corporation. I was looking at the family itself: birth records, marriage certificates, old trusts, property transfers, corporate partnerships, photographs, archived legal documents, and everything the Ember Association and Jason's contacts had managed to uncover.Eventually, I found something that made me stop scrolling."Jason, come here."He was sitting across the room with his own laptop, supposedly working, although I knew perfectly well that half his attention was on me. Ever since the doctor put me on bed rest, Jason had developed an irritating sixth sense for whenever I was about to discover something stressful."What did you find?""The Whites and the Vincents are connected."That got him moving. He crossed the room and sat beside me, taking t

Amber POVJason was stressed, but beneath all the confusion, anger, and questions, I could see something else in him that I hadn't expected.Relief.It felt strange to call it that when we'd just discovered that the man Jason had believed was his biological father might not actually be his father, but I understood where the feeling came from. For years, Jason had tried to understand how Mr. White could have given him away so easily. Even after we'd learned that the Vincents had pressured him, even after Mr. White claimed he'd been threatened and hadn't truly been given a choice, one fact remained impossible to excuse.He had accepted money for Jason.There were softer ways to describe it, but I wasn't interested in using them. If someone gave you money in exchange for taking away your child and you accepted it, you sold your child. Whatever threats had accompanied the transaction didn't erase that fact."I hope he's not my father," Jason admitted quietly.We were in our bedroom, where