Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 27: Her Scent Affecting Justin

Justin received the call. Seeing the name Mr. Ford flashing on the screen, he raised his hand to signal Noah to keep quiet and answered.

"Mr. Ford," Justin spoke calmly.

"Aiden, I hope I’m not catching you at a bad time," Albert’s voice came through, sounding slightly concerned.

"I’m not busy," Justin replied, his tone polite but lacking any warmth that might suggest familiarity.

"Is Natalie with you?"

"She’s not."

"Oh! Have you seen the news about Natalie?"

"I have," Justin confirmed.

"Don’t take that news too seriously, alright? It was just a simple argument between sisters. Natalie isn’t the kind of person they’re making her out to be. Don’t misunderstand her, okay?"

"I won’t. Rest assured," Justin replied, his voice steady.

Albert let out a sigh of relief. "Good. Don’t let her go out for a day. Call her back and stay by her side. Trouble seems to find its way to her, but I believe you can protect her. Am I right?"

"Yes. I’ll get her back," Justin assured him.

"Good. Once I’m feeling a bit better, I’ll personally visit the two of you at your home."

as his step-sister’s husband again was unsettling. If Julia found out about this, she would undoubtedly be

called, not getting

"Yes. Mr Ford."

then. I’ll leave you to take care of your wife."

Noah.

station," Noah replied, already knowing who

were only two ’Her’ in his life- first, there had been Julia, and

from going anywhere and send her back here," Justin ordered, his

could see Justin was worried about her as well, but instead of pointing it out, he commented, "You seem to listen to her

of Natalie all these years. As her family, I should be thankful and respectful toward him,"

chair. His thoughts drifted to Natalie. Until he saw her back, safe and sound, he wouldn’t

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distance from reaching the police station, a car suddenly stopped in front of hers, forcing her

stepped out of the car to confront the moron

a suit stepped out of the

do you think you’re doing?" she shouted at him, her frustration

Ford, I apologize," the man said, lowering his head politely, his tone respectful. "You were driving at high speed and ignored our signals to stop, so we had to

fueled by her anger over the news, but... "You don’t look like traffic police to

to stop you," the man explained calmly. "He said there’s no need for you to go

before asking, "How did you catch up with me so quickly? Have you

your safety, Ms. Ford," the

from Xyros isn’t allowed to keep tabs on me, but you, Justin Harper—you met me just a day ago and already dared to infringe on

his car and followed closely behind

to the Presidential suite. There, she found the familiar man who had escorted her to the suite twice before, waiting for