Semua Bab A woman worth billions, dated the wrong brother: Bab 31 - Bab 40

As Victoria closed the door behind her, taking most of the cameras with her, the silence that followed was heavy.Not empty.Heavy.Mr. White tried to step toward Jason, but security stopped him immediately. A firm arm across his path. No words needed.The children were with Jason.We were not taking any chances.Jason turned toward his father, Alice still sitting on his lap, her small fingers twisted into his jacket.“Did you know Oscar tried to take the kids today?”The sound in the room shifted.Board members gasped.Mr. White blinked, caught off guard.“No, son, I did not know. It is possible he was only trying to assist. To care for them.”Jason let out a low, disbelieving breath.“Now? When he has never even been around them before?” His eyes hardened. “Don’t make me laugh.”A beat.“You knew, didn’t you?”Silence.“The Sun family will take action for that as well.”That name landed like a sealed verdict.Marcus coughed, clearly uncomfortable.“Well… now we can continue.”As if

It did not take long for Victoria to fabricate a lie, but the explosion didn’t come from the board.It came from a live broadcast.Victoria stood behind a polished podium, composed as ever. Cameras flashed. Reporters leaned forward.“I did not intend to involve myself publicly,” she began, voice steady. “But when the welfare of children is at stake, silence becomes complicity.”Behind her, a screen illuminated.Old messages.Private conversations.My stomach dropped.Jason stood across the sitting room, watching the broadcast on mute first.Then he turned the volume up.Victoria continued.“These messages,” she said carefully, “were exchanged during my engagement to Mr. Sun. They demonstrate a pattern of strategic thinking regarding the adoption of the children.”The screen shifted.Text bubbles appeared.Jason’s name at the top.Highlighted phrases.— ‘The optics will stabilize the board.’— ‘It secures my position within the estate.’— ‘No one questions a devoted father.’The impli

Once again, we were awakened by loud knocking at our door. Not hesitant. Not polite. Insistent. Jason was already sitting up before I fully opened my eyes. “I’ll get it,” he said quietly. I pushed myself upright, heart racing, and reached blindly for my phone on the nightstand. 7:02 a.m. Who knocks like that at seven in the morning? Jason opened the bedroom door. I heard low voices in the hallway. His grandmother’s unmistakable tone. And another voice. Female. Controlled. Official. I slipped out of bed, pulling a robe around myself. When I stepped into the hallway, I saw them. His grandmother stood rigidly near the entrance, dressed impeccably despite the hour. Beside her was a woman in a beige suit, holding a leather folder against her chest. Her eyes met mine. There was something in them. Regret. Professional sympathy. They whispered something to Jason. His expression didn’t change, but his posture did. Straighter. Guarded. He replied calmly, then closed th

Alex’s interview had barely begun when I heard it. Not conversation. Not normal questioning. Crying. Not soft either. Panicked. The sound tore through me. A second later, Alex ran out of the sitting area, tears streaming down his face. “Amber!” He crashed into me, arms wrapping around my waist so tightly it hurt. I dropped to my knees immediately. “Hey—hey—what happened? Alex, breathe.” He was shaking. “She said—I don’t deserve—you—” Behind him, Ms. Patric stood rigid. And just then, Jason and Mrs. Stevenson stepped back into the living room. Jason’s eyes took in everything in one sweep. Alex crying. Me holding him. Ms. Patric pale. “What happened?” His voice was dangerously calm. Alex turned toward him, sobbing openly now. “She said my mom is dead,” he cried. “And I don’t deserve another one.” My blood ran cold. Jason didn’t move. “She said I would have lived here more time of i didn’t told daddy I Victoria was mean to me,” Alex continued through tears. “And

Madam Sun crouched in front of Alex and pulled him into her arms. “I am sorry, darling. I failed you. I let them in.” Her voice cracked. She looked vulnerable for the first time since I had met her. Alex stood and hugged her back. “My other room has the same things,” he said softly, “but not my sports things.” Then he whispered, “Could you teach our new grandpa how to make it?” Madam Sun gasped. “Grandpa? He has you calling him Grandpa?” A strange emotion flickered across her face. “Don’t you worry, darling. I will talk with him. All right?” She looked my way and mouthed, Thank you. I simply nodded, flabbergasted by the woman standing before me. This was not the untouchable matriarch of the Sun empire. This was a grandmother who had almost lost something precious. At the moment, we were living between houses. Most nights were spent at the Asher estate, but every once in a while we stayed at the Sun estate when they missed the children. It was safe to say that from now on, tho