Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214: Punch!

"What are we going to do about Ms. Natalie’s mother?" Noah asked again. "Are we really going to comply with that man’s threats?" _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

Justin chuckled. "Let him think he can threaten me. Regardless, that woman dying wouldn’t benefit us, so we’ll play along and let her receive her treatment in peace. Natalie will have plenty of questions for her once she’s well enough to answer them," he replied. "It’s a good thing he’s wary of us when it comes to her mother. At least we know one of his weaknesses."

Noah hummed in agreement before adding, "Mr. James Harper is planning to come to Imperial City soon. I believe it’s to announce you as the global CEO of Harper Group. Once that happens, everyone here will know who you are."

Justin nodded. "I’m aware. Perhaps it’s not a bad time to reveal myself. Once they know who Natalie’s husband is, they’ll think twice before coming after her."

"But Ms. Natalie still doesn’t know you’re Aiden Hendrix, as per what that man said."

"I’ll explain everything to her soon—once I know the full story myself."

"That man and Ms Natalie’s mother, is going to stay here for a while. What if Mr James Harper comes across Natalie’s mother? Ms Natalie is yet to be aware of who she is."

"That’s for my father and that woman to worry about," Justin replied curtly. "Their personal matters are not mine to meddle in. My only concern is Natalie. What others do is none of my business."

Noah stayed quiet, realizing just how much Justin’s world now revolved around Natalie. What worried Noah was- When a powerful man like his boss got obsessed with a woman, the end was never a good one. Whether she was a good thing or a potential problem for him, only time would tell.

"Sir, the doctor you requested is here," a hospital staff member said, interrupting their conversation.

Justin and Noah followed the hospital staff to the doctor’s office. Inside, a cosmetic surgeon awaited them.

"I want to confirm if I’ve ever had any cosmetic surgery on my chest," Justin said, his tone steady but firm.

The doctor looked puzzled, as though it was odd for someone not to know about their own surgical history. Nonetheless, he nodded and gestured for Justin to proceed. "Please show me the area you’re referring to."

Justin unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the left side of his chest. The skin was flawless, with no visible marks of any procedure or tattoo.

The doctor carefully examined the area before speaking. "It’s almost imperceptible, but I can confirm that this area has indeed undergone a procedure. The person who performed it was exceptionally skilled—so much so that no one would realize it without a close, professional examination."

"Can you estimate the timeline?" Justin asked.

"That’s difficult to pinpoint precisely," the doctor admitted. "However, I’d estimate a minimum of ten years ago. The healing is flawless, suggesting it’s been a long time. Alternatively, you might have been quite young at the time, as surgical scars tend to heal better in children as they grow."

Justin’s expression darkened slightly at the information. He buttoned his shirt, stood, and said, "Thank you."