Novel & Cerita Will Byers Brother

“All to be an assistant? You must really like your father.” “He’s not my father,” I grumbled, feeling bitter all of a sudden. “Your stepfather, my bad,” he corrected with a chuckle. “If you have no constructive business here, kindly leave,” William ordered. Barret stood up, smoothing his jacket. “It’s good to be back, brother. I’m looking forward to… everything,” he said, his eyes glancing between the two of us. I opened the door wide, practically begging him to leave. Once he finally strolled out, I shut it firmly.

Evan's expression remained unreadable. "What about him?" He asked and the man replied. "He was attacked three nights ago.... He sustained a gunshot wound." Evan slowly set the whiskey glass down. "And?" "He survived... The doctors say he'll recover." Evan chuckled. A low... Almost amused sound. "Lucky him." The man remained silent because he knew that tone, it never meant anything good. Evan walked toward the large window. "So..." "My dear brother is finally bleeding." His reflection smiled. "Who did it?"

He snapped. "You need to stop whatever it is that is on your mind" I warned. "He is your late brother's step-son, but he still refused to call you Uncle because he thinks I don't know..." I smirked, feeling deeply sad. “Anyways, you made a mistake by chasing him out. The only option he has now is to announce to the world that he is the son of the dead James West. I did not even lift a finger and things are going very well, but guess what? I will support him until he takes his rights. It's better to have him in that position than a woman who once worked at a bar.” A wicked smile spread across his face.

I didn’t know how else she could keep up such a constant stream of friendly chatter. Ernie was the other brother, and at eighteen the youngest member of the pack to have a pup. He excitedly showed me photos of a little girl with ribbons in her pigtails and a smiling woman who must be her mate. I smiled and told him they were beautiful and fought not to cry. I didn’t even have a photo.

Shock ripped through the room. Beck blinked rapidly. “Wait. Troy had a brother?” “Yeah,” Mason replied, “his elder brother.” Jared frowned deeply. “He never mentioned a brother.” “We finally have a lead,” Beck said quickly, already grabbing his laptop again. “What do we know about him? Was he active military? Special forces? Intelligence?” Mason let out a dry, hollow chuckle. “I know absolutely nothing.” The excitement died instantly. Hayden frowned. “Nothing at all?”

Turned on his heel. And walked away. I crumbled. Curled into myself, I sobbed until my throat went raw. If I could reach into my chest and tear out the aching organ, I would’ve. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps again. Through my blurry vision, I saw the black polish of Alexander’s shoes. My eyes trailed up to find him adjusting his cufflinks. “I’m heading to the office,” he said flatly. I said nothing. Only Alexander Westwood would go into the office mere hours after marrying his brother’s bride.

Certainly, Atlas had played a significant role in this. Back then, the Beringer family had also contributed significantly to Atlas's persistent efforts to locate me. I only learned today that Archie's career had been on the rise back then. Louis and my father had paved the way for him, providing unwavering support and serving as his backbone, ensuring a smooth journey. Despite the Beringer family's prestigious reputation, their business had actually shrunk over the years. The three of them had sworn to be brothers in private long ago, with Louis as the eldest, Archie as the second, and my father as the youngest.

As we drive off, I see him standing in the driveway of the house; he clearly looks shaken up. "Brendan," Billy starts, "What is the deal with you and Becky?" "I hate the bitch; she broke my brother's heart." "Is Xavien your brother?" "Yes, this asshole is." "Oh my god, Mekayla is gonna flip." "Let's find her first; then she can flip as much as she wants." …Mekayla POV…

Will begins to explain. "Bec!" I turn around to see Christophe walking towards me and Will. "There you are girl, I've been waiting for you" he slips his arm around my shoulders. "I'm Chris, Bec's older brother" he extends his hand to Will. Will tenses so slightly I almost miss it, "nice to meet you, I'm Will" they hold onto each others hands for a fraction too long before releasing. What is up with them? "Well Will, so sorry but I'm going to be taking Bec home now" Chris turns me away from him and begin walking me towards the car. I manage to shoot Will a sorry look over my shoulder as I'm dragged from him.