Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 91: Hurt Ivan

Sephina answered the call, her expression tense as both Clara and Briena watched her with bated breath.

"Who is he?" Sephina asked sharply. She listened intently, but as the person on the other end spoke, her brows furrowed in frustration. After a brief pause, she angrily hung up.

"Is he someone we know?" Clara asked, her voice full of curiosity.

"No," Sephina furrowed her brows. "We still don’t know who he is. The money was transferred from an international account, and it’s highly secured. No one can get any information about it."

"What?" Clara exclaimed, her face a mixture of shock and disbelief.

Sephina nodded grimly. "Only the wealthiest and most powerful people or organizations use accounts with that level of security. There are very few of them, worldwide."

"That means this man is truly powerful," Clara gasped, wide-eyed. "No wonder he jumped from one billion to two billion like it was pocket change."

Sephina hummed in agreement, her mind racing. "I’m just wondering how that wretch managed to get involved with such a man. What could have caught his interest in her?"

"Mother, if Natalie knew someone that powerful, why would she marry a poor man and struggle under us?" Clara confidently dismissed the possibility. "I think this man showing up and bidding on her was just a coincidence. Maybe he’s one of those rich men who enjoys the thrill of scandalous women. Some of them have twisted minds. Who knows, he might bring more trouble into her life than help. After all, we can’t deny she’s beautiful, just like her mother was—easily able to seduce men with a single glance."

But Sephina wasn’t so quick to agree, her thoughts drifting elsewhere as she spoke. "Jay couldn’t find anything about her husband. Have you asked for your brother’s help. His high position in government allows him to get any information."

"Yes, mother. tomorrow we will get it."

Finally, Sephina turned her gaze to Briena, who had been quietly observing the exchange. "Don’t just sit there. Call Ivan. He left today because he was hurt by Natalie’s actions. Use this opportunity. If you want to win him over, learn from Natalie how to capture a man’s attention."

"Y-Yes, grandma," and made the call.

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At the Brown residence...

he stormed back home, leaving the charity gala in a fit of anger. Pacing back and forth, he nearly kicked a chair over in frustration, his thoughts consumed by Natalie and the

and then marrying someone else like it

he remembered her expression during their conversation—her eyes, clear

that she’s like a completely different person now, a rebel. Was everything she did—her obedience, her eagerness to please me—just an act? Was

hate her so much. His fists clenched as he silently vowed, I’ll make her regret choosing that poor man over me. I’ll make

the door opened, and his parents entered the

pause as she took in the mess. The room was in disarray—furniture scattered, items thrown carelessly. Her eyes landed on Ivan, sitting on the edge of the bed, his head lowered,

she approached him with concern, "are you

He didn’t respond.

Natalie? I’ve always told you she wasn’t the right woman for you, but you wouldn’t listen. And now look at

interrupted, "Can’t you see he’s already

need to think about your future. Natalie isn’t the only option—you have Briena, a woman better than her. Once you marry her,

of official engagement between Briena and

to." She turned to her

voice cut through

his wishes while Ivan lay back on the bed, staring blankly

phone buzzed, pulling him

sweet, gentle voice on the other end.

skipped a beat

left the event so suddenly, I was worried. If my sister hurt you, I want to

offering him kindness, while the woman who had wronged