Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288: James At Justin’s Home

At Natalie’s office.

Natalie received the report about what was going on with Briena.

"Mr. Dwen, you can continue as you wish. What matters to me is the result," Natalie said on the call. "This should be the end of her."

"Don’t worry, Ms. Natalie," the man assured her. "We’ve hired the right person, and he will do his best. The worst is yet to come."

Natalie hummed and hung up the call. Her gaze was cold as she looked out of the window. There wasn’t a tinge of guilt in her eyes for what she was going to do to Briena.

She closed her eyes, and horrific images once again flashed before them.

"Let me go. Please! I beg you."

Slap!

"Stop whining, you bitch. We paid a lot for you, and we are free to do whatever we want with you. We’ll earn double what we spent on you. With this beautiful face of yours, they’ll pay whatever we ask."

The horrific scene shifted, and voices from the past echoed in her ears.

"Mom, wasn’t she sold to the traffickers? Why is she back?" It was Briena’s voice. "I thought by now she must have been raped, and her dead body thrown somewhere in a dump."

"That bitch somehow managed to escape," Clara’s voice came through.

"Mom, I want her ruined entirely if not dead. I don’t want her to get what’s mine."

"Don’t worry. We’ll send her back there again."

After that, mysterious hooligans came after her several times, trying to take her away. But by that time, Natalie had become stronger and was able to protect herself. If not for her resilience, the repeated attempts would have killed her in the most horrific way—one she couldn’t even begin to imagine.

Natalie opened her eyes. They were moist yet cold, carrying the weight of anger suppressed deep within her.

"Sephina, Clara... what you planned for me, I am giving it to your precious Briena, and the entire world will watch it. The kind of slut a mistress’s daughter can be. You want her to bring fame and make a name for the Ford family? Rest assured, true fame is on its way. I will make sure of it."

Just then, Mia entered the office.

"What are you thinking about so deeply, sweetheart?" Mia asked, setting her bag on the table before settling into a chair.

Natalie turned her chair around to face her friend. "Nothing much."

Mia placed a file on Natalie’s table. "This is the agreement for your new perfume with my company—the one you won the perfume competition with. You can check it and see if you want to change anything."

Natalie hummed softly, flipping through the file.

Mia continued, "By the way, last night I saw your dear sister entering the hotel, and she didn’t seem to be in great shape."

"It must have been late at night," Natalie said calmly. "What were you doing in Steve Davis’s hotel so late?"

Mia looked taken aback. "Are you spying on me?"

"As if I have no other things to do," Natalie said with a faint smirk. "I was just guessing based on Briena’s whereabouts. I don’t care if you are getting back with Steve Davis."

"What the fuck are you talking about? "I had an important meeting there," Mia brushed it off. "Let’s talk about your sister. Seems like she had such a wild night with her fiancé that she couldn’t even walk properly."

"Not with her fiancé, at least," Natalie concluded.

Mia’s eyes widened. "You mean..."

Mia stood up as well and followed Natalie. "I have to head to the airport to pick up Cathy. She’s returning from the business trip I sent you on. Want to come along?"

"Why would I? It’s their fight. Either they live in peace or murder each other—it has nothing to do with me," Natalie replied. "They were the ones who forced their way into my home."

"As long as she doesn’t force her way into my home, it’s all fine." Mia chuckled. "It’s good to see there is at least someone who can get on Cathy’s nerve. That Vincent sure is something else."

Inside one black luxury car.