Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 410

Chapter 410: Two Conditions

Just as Justin stepped out of the car, he saw Aeldric standing outside the mansion entrance, looking tall and victorious, a smirk playing on his lips.

Meira saw the old man and felt like getting back into the car, but the poor girl could only follow Justin forward.

"I knew you would be here—after all, your sister was missing you so much," Aeldric commented, his tone laced with sarcasm.

Justin glanced at Meira, who stood a step behind him with her head lowered. She clearly looked guilty, knowing Aeldric had used her to bring Justin here.

"You should go inside," Justin told her.

She looked at him, words of apology almost slipping out, but Justin said, "Make sure to rest well."

She nodded like an obedient girl and left, head lowered.

Once she was gone, Aeldric spoke, "Good to see you’re caring toward a stranger. I wonder what you’d do for your real sister."

Aeldric was well aware Justin would carry out a DNA test. The man didn’t even bother hiding it.

But Justin had many questions of his own.

"My boy, you must be wondering why I did it, right?" Aeldric asked, while Justin, as usual, remained silent—knowing the man would answer on his own. "Come, let’s have a nice talk."

Aeldric turned, and the two walked toward the garden, where they sat in chairs around a lavish outdoor coffee table. Aeldric settled comfortably and looked around the garden in delight, as if it had never looked more beautiful.

"I have a business to take care of and no time to waste on your nuisances. If you’re done being mysterious, don’t waste my time," Justin said, while Aeldric took his sweet time to begin the conversation.

"I was expecting you to ask me about your real sister," Aeldric said.

"Haven’t you called me here to tell me about her?" Justin questioned, making it clear he wasn’t going to ask the obvious.

"My boy, you don’t really ask anything—which is really annoying when I expect you to be curious. But if you’ve chosen to stay quiet, then I might not be able to answer anything," Aeldric said, offering him a challenging gaze.

Justin leaned back in the chair, meeting Aeldric’s gaze squarely. "You raised and trained a random girl to be your granddaughter. You started it years ago when she was a baby. I wonder what the reason was—because you couldn’t have been so sure I’d return one day and you could use her against me. I refuse to believe you had such foresight. So get to the real reason you raised a fake girl. Tell the truth already."

There was a slight change in Aeldric’s expression the moment he heard that. But then, he smiled lightly. "As expected—you’re so smart."

"You don’t need to tell me what I already know," Justin countered. "Get back to the real talk."

"Why I raised that girl—well, you haven’t proven your worth to me as my grandson yet, so I don’t owe you an explanation," Aeldric began. "But do you think she’s the only girl I raised as the daughter of my son Alex?"

Justin’s gaze shifted. What did he mean? Were there other girls being raised the same way—held captive? But why?

"I like that look in your eyes—finally, you’re reacting to something," Aeldric chuckled.

"It’s normal to react when people talk bullshit," Justin commented.

Aeldric smirked, unbothered by Justin’s words. In his mind, he was still the one in control.

"If you ask me where your sister is, I could bring another girl to you. Then you’ll do another DNA test, and the result will be the same. You’ll keep asking, and I’ll keep repeating the process," Aeldric said. "One day, you might get tired and give up—and that day, your real sister might be right in front of you, but you won’t even look at her."

"Get to the point," Justin said.

"Why is it necessary to marry that woman to me? You could have her marry your other grandson. As far as I remember, your daughter Mallory has two sons," Justin questioned.

"Marrying her sons is not the same as marrying my real grandson—the one who bears the Riverdale name and will inherit my position. The key is my heir—and that’s you."

"The entire mafia world and business circles in the Eastern country know you are my heir—Aiden Riverdale. Not Aaron. A marriage alliance can’t be faked. It must be you, and I’ll do everything in my power to make it happen if you deny it now." Challenging him, Aeldric glanced at the rare edition luxury watch on his wrist. "You have two minutes left."