All Chapters of A Woman Worth Billions, Dated the Wrong Brother: Chapter 411 - Chapter 420

Jasmine POVHospitals were designed to keep people alive, which was admirable, but they were also designed to keep people in bed, which became considerably less admirable when the person in that bed happened to be me.I had been shot in the arm. Not the chest, not the head and nowhere particularly essential to my continued existence. The bullet had gone through, the doctors had cleaned everything, stitched what needed stitching and spent an unreasonable amount of time explaining that blood loss, physical exertion and fresh bullet wounds were apparently reasons to rest.I had listened carefully.Listening and obeying were entirely different skills.Besides, Amber was unconscious because someone had poisoned her, Jason could barely walk, two babies had been delivered by emergency C-section, and a nurse who had spent two weeks inside Jason's hospital room had somehow gotten close enough to try to kill both of them. Under those circumstances, staying in bed seemed almost irresponsible.I

Jasmine POVLeo's location turned out to be a hotel, and not just any hotel—an Asher hotel. I stared at the name above the entrance before looking at Noah. "Of course it is." When he asked if I knew they owned this one, I shook my head. Amber owned enough property that I had stopped trying to keep track of every building attached to her family name.We crossed the lobby without drawing attention. Noah was still wearing the disguise he used while serving, looking nothing like the famous idol people would recognize onstage. At reception, he handled the check-in while I stood beside him, pretending to be interested in my phone."We'd like a room," he said.The receptionist smiled as she entered the information. "One bed?""Yes."I slowly turned my head toward him, but Noah didn't even look at me. He continued checking us in as though registering us as a couple and requesting one bed was the most natural thing in the world. Fine. I could kill him later.While we waited for our key cards,

Jason POVwhen Mr. Stait checked his phone again, I finally understood the expression on his face.I'd seen it before.Not on him.On myself.It was the same sick mixture of anger and fear I'd felt when Amber collapsed. The same helpless fury I'd felt when the doctors took her through doors I couldn't follow her through. It wasn't irritation because Jasmine had ignored orders. It wasn't even the anger of a commander whose injured soldier had disappeared during an active investigation.It was personal.I thought back to the waiting room when Iris had handed me Jasmine's letter. Mr. Stait hadn't reacted like a superior discovering that one of his people had gone off mission. He'd immediately started pulling cameras, tracing routes and issuing orders with a kind of controlled urgency I recognized now because I'd spent the last several hours feeling it myself.He'd been scared.Noah had just told me Jasmine was safe, yet Mr. Stait was still checking his phone as though he needed constant

Jason POVAmber's numbers had finally stopped falling, but nobody was willing to use the word stable again.Neither was I.Emory remained with the critical-care team, working through every result as it came in while I sat beside Amber's bed with my hand wrapped around hers. Her condition was still critical, and every few minutes my eyes moved automatically from her face to the monitors, as if I could somehow keep the numbers where they belonged simply by watching them.Mr. Asher hadn't left either. His phone had barely stopped ringing since he'd discovered that his sister had contacted relatives to announce that her branch no longer wanted to be considered part of the Asher family.We already knew Adrian was missing, nobody could reach him. His phone wasn't connecting, he hadn't responded to company communications, and no one could establish his current location. Mr. Stait's people were already tracing his movements.The problem was Clara.We had tried calling her repeatedly, but she

Jason POVPamela and Marcus arrived several hours later with Clara and the baby.They didn't come to the hospital. Mr. Stait had already decided that bringing Clara anywhere near Amber's room would be an unnecessary risk. Instead, they went directly to the castle, where security could control every entrance and Clara could disappear behind walls that had protected my family for generations.Marcus called long enough to tell us they'd arrived safely."She's exhausted," he said. "The baby slept most of the drive, thankfully. Mrs.Sun is having rooms prepared for them now.""How is Clara?""Scared. Trying not to show it."I understood that better than I wanted to."Has she heard from Adrian?""No."That single word carried more weight than anything else he could have said."Stay with her.""We will."I ended the call and looked toward Amber.Emory had been in and out of her room constantly since her condition turned critical. She hadn't deteriorated further, which everyone insisted was go