Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 38: Handful Sister

"Aren’t you worried that this statement will enrage Ms. Briena’s fans even more?"

"What can they do besides getting angry and attacking me again? All they’ll achieve is earning themselves a criminal record," she replied, looking straight into the camera. "They deserve it for blindly following an idiot like brainless chickens."

The reporters almost gasped at her response, shocked by her willingness to further enrage those fans.

"Ms. Natalie, fans can sometimes be careless and sensitive when it comes to their idols, but do you really need to be so harsh on these immature kids, threatening to put them behind bars? You don’t even look that gravely injured."

"So you’re suggesting I should wait until they become more audacious and truly kill me? Only then should they be put behind bars?" she asked coldly. "I’m actually doing them a favor by teaching them a lesson their parents failed to teach—the severity of their actions and the consequences they bring. Maybe this way, they’ll grow up into responsible adults."

Another reporter began, "Putting kids behind bars for such a minor thing..."

"Minor? Do you even know what to call minor things?" she shot back, turning to the reporter. "I thought throwing eggs, rotten tomatoes, or dirty water fell under minor things, but it seems like smashing my car with iron rods while I was inside is considered minor in your opinion."

"They were probably just trying to scare you," the reporter suggested.

In response, Natalie tapped something on her phone, and soon everyone’s phones beeped. The reporters watched as footage of the brutal attack on Natalie’s car played out on their screens. She turned back to the same reporter. "You might want to rethink your definition of minor crimes. If not for someone intervening in time, you’d probably be talking to my dead body right now."

The crowd fell silent, left speechless by the truth.

"If you’ve got your answers, make way for me," she said, poised to leave.

But the reporter persisted, "Ms. Natalie, when will we know why you slapped your sister and threatened to kill her?"

Natalie turned back to him, her expression unwavering. "Why don’t you ask Briena? If she can’t give you an answer, I’ll make sure the truth comes out." With that, she walked ahead, with John protectively by her side.

not to—for her grandpa’s sake. If he saw how Briena didn’t care whether he lived or died,

her, and she slipped inside. The reporters watched as the black SUV pulled

to, Ms. Natalie?" John asked, looking at the quiet and serious looking looking

she replied. "Drive

followed her for days, was unaware that she had her own

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country’s most successful artist management companies—Star Elite. As

Ana entered the room. "With the video she showed, it’s going to be

not our concern, as long as we didn’t directly

anxiety evident. "They received a

pointed out, narrowing her

my own account because I

Slam!

hand on the table in anger.

know they were being recorded, and that it

blows up and traces back to us, you’ll have to take full responsibility. I won’t suffer

will," Ana agreed, her

grandmother’s name flashing on the screen. She quickly

going to handle this?" her grandmother’s voice was sharp. "Your movie is about to launch, and we can’t afford anything that might

grandmother’s trust—especially since her grandmother had consistently supported her over Natalie—felt a

said, a light smirk curling her lips. "All I need to

the same as before. She’s

she did, she