A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 32

Oscar attempted composure. 1

“This is premature,” he said sharply.

But the handcuffs were already visible.

The cameras captured everything.

Amelie looked at Oscar.

For reassurance.

For leadership.

He offered none.

They were escorted toward the door.

Flashes exploded as soon as they stepped into the hallway.

And then-

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Another presence entered.

She didn’t rush.

She didn’t look alarmed.

She walked in as if the room belonged to her

High-end tailoring. Sharp lines. Confidence woven into every step. A platinum pixie cut framing a face that carried both beauty and calculation.

She removed her sunglasses slowly.

“I apologize for the delay,” she said smoothly. “Traffic.”

Her gaze swept the room, assessing in seconds.

“I’m counsel for the White family,” she continued. “I’ll be handling their case.”

Her tone held no concern.

Only certainty.

“They won’t be spending time in jail,” she added lightly. “I’ll see to that.”

Marcus didn’t move.

Didn’t react.

But I felt Jason go still beside me. 2

Not tense.

Alert.

The woman turned toward the door – then paused.

Slowly.

Deliberately,

She turned back.

Her eyes locked onto Jason.

A slow smile curved her lips.

She lifted two fingers to her mouth and sent an exaggerated air kiss in his direction. 1

“Hello, darling ex-fiancé,” she purred. “Long time no see.”

The room shifted again.

Subtly.

Dangerously.

I didn’t look at Jason immediately.

I watched her.

The confidence.

The provocation.

The timing.

She hadn’t arrived for Oscar.

She had arrived for leverage.

Jason’s expression didn’t change.

Not a flicker of nostalgia.

Not surprise.

Just cool recognition.

“Still dramatic, Victoria?” he said evenly.

So she had a name. 1

Victoria smiled wider.

“Still marrying inconvenient women?” she replied sweetly.

The board members were frozen.

Marcus finally spoke.

“You’re representing them?” he asked calmly.

“Of course,” she said lightly. “And I do hate losing.”

Her gaze shifted to me now.

Measured. 2

Curious.

Evaluating

“So,” she said softly, “you must be the wife.”

I met her stare without blinking.

“And you,” I replied calmly, “must be the past.”

The smile on her lips sharpened.

Not offended.

Interested. 1

The officers escorted Oscar and Amelie out.

The cameras followed. 1

Victoria adjusted her sleeve, preparing to leave.

“Oh,” she added casually, glancing over her shoulder, “this won’t end here.”

Then she walked out.

Confident.

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Unbuthered

As if the real game had only just begun.

Jason exhaled slowly beside me.

I turned to him at last.

“Ex-fiancé?” I asked mildly.

His jaw flexed once.

“Ancient history,” he replied.

But something told me-

Victoria wasn’t ancient anything.

She was a new storm.

And this time, it wasn’t about properties.

It was personal.

The doors closed behind Victoria.

The cameras followed her out.

The chaos moved downstairs.

But inside the boardroom, the silence returned.

Thicker.

Heavier.

Unavoidable.

Marcus adjusted his cufflinks as if nothing extraordinary had just occurred.

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