Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 157

Chapter 157: In Hurry To Reach

Justin’s grip on the phone tightened, veins bulging on his hand as if he might crush the device. His gaze darkened, a storm brewing in his expression.

"Stop the car," he ordered coldly.

The driver immediately pulled over to the side of the road. Justin stepped out, shrugging off his suit jacket and tossing it into the car.

"Noah, find us a route with fewer signals and less traffic," Justin instructed.

Noah, already anticipating what was on his mind, began working swiftly on his tablet. The driver, one of Justin’s bodyguards, quickly exited the vehicle to make room for his boss. Justin slid behind the wheel while the bodyguard climbed into the passenger seat.

Noah connected the tablet to the car’s screen, setting the optimal route. The bodyguard glanced at the map and gave directions. "Mr. Harper, take the next left."

The luxury car roared to life, accelerating at full speed, leaving stunned pedestrians in its wake.

"Contact a doctor," Justin instructed curtly, his focus sharp as he drove like a force of nature.

"On it, Mr. Harper," Noah said, already dialling the doctor’s number even before Justin gave the order.

Everything was in place—now all they had to do was get to the hotel. What would normally take over half an hour in traffic, Justin covered in barely ten minutes.

The car sped through the streets at such a reckless pace that traffic police began tailing them, but Justin didn’t care.

When they reached the hotel, Justin jumped out of the car and rushed inside. Noah followed closely, heading straight to the reception desk. He placed a sleek black-and-gold card on the counter.

Recognising the card, the receptionist asked no questions. Without a word, Noah sprinted after Justin, who was impatiently waiting for the elevator.

Meanwhile, the driver stayed behind to handle the traffic police that had followed them to the hotel.

Inside the elevator, Justin’s heart pounded violently, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios. Only he knew how desperate those ten minutes behind the wheel had been—every second feeling suffocating, as if he hadn’t been fast enough to reach her. If anything happened to Natalie, he was ready to unleash hell on those responsible. He didn’t even need to guess who was behind it.

The elevator doors slid open, and Justin stormed into the suite. The sight before him shattered his heart into a thousand pieces—Natalie curled up on the floor in pain.

Now, seeing her resting peacefully at last, he finally allowed himself to breathe. Yet, the rage within him simmered. The thought of punishing those who hurt her consumed him, driving him to the edge.

If only the ones who betrayed her weren’t the same people she called family.

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The guests were enjoying their meal, chatting with members of the city’s elite from various sectors. The lively conversations filled the hall, but soon, strange noises drew their attention. All heads turned toward the large screens around the event hall.

The display, which had been showing live footage of the engaged couple, abruptly switched to a shocking scene: a woman in bed, moaning loudly, with two men engaged in explicit acts with her.