Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 105: Justin’s Poisonous Tongue

Sephina, momentarily taken aback by Justin’s threatening tone, sneered.

"You—a nobody, a roadside man—daring to raise your voice at us? We looked into you, and there’s nothing to your name besides a national ID card. Do you even have anything under your name? Not even a simple flight or train ticket, or a single hotel booking you did under your ID—tsk, nothing at all. Your record is worse than a beggar’s. Were you really living on the streets until my idiot granddaughter took you in?"

Jay jumped in, his voice filled with disdain. "We dug deep, and even the top government officials couldn’t find anything about you. You’re just a nobody who almost fooled us into thinking you are some big shot. You useless trash."

Justin simply stared at the mother and son, his expression unchanged—almost as if he were looking at fools.

Natalie was stunned by their words. Did they even realize who they were calling a poor roadside man? This was a man who could buy the entire Ford Group without batting an eye, yet here they were, hurling insults and digging their own graves.

But what shocked her even more was Justin’s calmness. He didn’t flinch, didn’t react. He just stood there, completely unfazed by their harsh words. Well he didn’t need their or anyone’s validation.

"I’m sure you’re some gigolo my idiot daughter lusted after and then married," Jay scoffed, his words dripping with contempt. "Such a heavy name for such a useless person—Aiden Handrix."

Natalie clenched her fists. She could hear anything about herself as she was used to it and this was not the place and occasion she wanted to argue with her family. But, now she had enough.

But before she could respond, Justin’s arm slid around her waist, pulling her closer until her body was pressed against his. His hand gently caressed the curve of her waist, the touch intimate and almost making her blush despite the situation.

husband’s place, but this man here

you have for being

forgot I’m your

yourself to me, you might consider changing your name to something better, so at least it would make you look

his eyes cold and piercing. "You must have been truly disappointed to birth an idiot, that you could not stand his extraordinary wife, Caryn Ford, who overshadowed him with her smartness. Isn’t that the reason you hated her and now you hate her equally smart and capable daughter. That’s why you try to pull Natalie down at every chance you get because she reminds you

shocked by his words. She had always wondered why Sephina’s disdain for her was so intense and unrelenting. Was Justin right? How

muster a response, Justin’s poisonous

child into your family—her daughter, Natalie. But instead, you chose to embrace another fool, birthed by your son and his mistress." Justin’s gaze flicked over to Jay. "And

fool!" Clara stepped forward, fury contorting her face. "She may be a fool, but your wife is no different—a slut just like

you wish my wife to be. I could make sure she’s fucked by hundreds of men daily, right in front of your

step

further, clearly threatening Clara. "And do not make the mistake of taking it as an empty threat. You know your daughter is already becoming a whore to that idiot Ivan Brown by

Sephina’s faces drained of color, while Jay

felt helpless during their arguments. She also knew how flirty he could be, having experienced it firsthand, but she didn’t know he could talk dirty

man is hot with his actions as well words...’ but she

father’s furious voice. "How could

insult my wife, you’ll get the same in return," Justin responded calmly, completely unbothered by Jay’s anger, as if it were