Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Another Plan

The next morning, Natalie and Justin started their day as usual. Both prepared the breakfast and enjoyed it together while they discussed Natalie’s next plans related to her company.

As Justin had decided to give her time, he kept his intentions of pursuing her low. Once they finished everything, Justin was ready to leave.

"I have to leave early today," Justin informed getting his laptop bag after putting on the shoes.

Natalie nodded, her eyes lingering on him.

Dressed perfectly, exuding effortless charm, Justin was undoubtedly the most handsome man she had ever seen.

"I’ll head out in about half an hour," she replied. "If you can, stop by to visit Grandpa during lunch."

Justin gave a small nod but arched a brow, as if waiting for something. "That’s it?"

Natalie blinked, puzzled. Before she could respond, Justin stepped closer, his tall frame towering over her. His gaze, intense and focused, locked onto hers.

Her heart began to race, and she suddenly realized what he was waiting for.

Justin leaned in, his face just inches from hers, his voice low and deliberate. "Today, I’ll take the lead. But from now on, you need to remember what to do."

Natalie’s breath hitched. Just this small proximity sent a shiver through her, and she found herself frozen in place, caught in his magnetic gaze.

He tilted his head, drawing even closer, and the world around her seemed to disappear. The air between them grew charged, and her pulse quickened as he slowly closed the tiny gap between them.

But before their lips could meet, the main door opened after the subtle sound of door unlocking.

A loud gasp from the newcomer shattered the stillness.

Natalie jumped back, her heart hammering in her chest, while Justin’s expression shifted into a frown of annoyance. He turned toward the source of the interruption.

Standing at the doorway was Mia, wide-eyed and visibly shocked, as if she’d stumbled upon something she wasn’t supposed to see. She hadn’t expected to walk in on this scene the moment she entered her friend’s home.

Justin’s gaze turned cold as he looked back at Natalie. "You should remove the doorbell outside and just plaster the passcode on the lock so everyone can enter the home unannounced."

"See you tonight," Justin said and left, leaving the dangerous silence behind.

As the door clicked shut behind him, Mia exhaled dramatically, breaking the oppressive silence. "I swear, for a second, it felt like he wanted to kill me."

Natalie calmed herself as she had the same feeling at the way Justin looked at Mia, but she was glad he said nothing to her friend and left.

Mia stepped closer, her sharp eyes studying Natalie’s flushed face. "Your face is all red," Mia teased with a mischievous grin. "Looks like I interrupted something important. No wonder he looked like he wanted to murder me."

Trying to regain her composure, Natalie turned toward the dining table and poured herself a glass of water. She sipped slowly, her heart still racing from the memory of how close Justin had been—and what he’d almost done.

Mia chuckled. "Last time you said nothing was going on between you two. But from what I saw just now, that’s not exactly the case. Hmm? What’s really going on, Mrs. Handrix? Having a little extramarital fun?"

"Shut up," Natalie muttered, handing her friend a glass of water. "You could’ve informed before coming here."

Mia grinned as she accepted the glass. "If I’d known what I was walking into, I would’ve knocked—or texted, at least. I’m just used to showing up like I always did. But it seems like I’ll have to change my ways." She took a sip, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Or who knows I would be lying somewhere dead thanks to Mr Harper."

"Don’t be ridiculous," Natalie said with a sigh, walking toward the bedroom to get ready. "Anyway, you’re here, so I assume there’s something important you need to tell me."

Mia followed closely behind. "Yes, actually. It’s about NextEra. I managed to demand a meeting with their CEO and now I’m waiting on a response."

At the Ford Residence.