Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 151: Drug In The Juice

"Grandpa," Briena called warmly.

Albert offered her a kind smile. "Congratulations, Briena," he said before shifting his gaze to Ivan. His expression grew less welcoming. "Congratulations," he added, though without enthusiasm.

Both Briena and Ivan thanked him politely.

"Grandpa, I don’t see my sister," Briena remarked, the thought crossing her mind with satisfaction: She must be feeling awful seeing me engaged to the man she once loved.

Albert gave her a calm reply. "She stepped out to take a call. It was too loud in here, but she should be back shortly."

At that very moment, Natalie returned. She approached them, her face devoid of any expressions as if she were standing in front of the insignificant people in her life. "Congratulations to both of you."

Briena look at her sister, surprised. Natalie looked stunning—just as beautiful as she had that day in the restaurant.

Ivan, too, was momentarily stunned. In every encounter he’d had with Natalie recently, she had looked nothing short of breathtaking. The memory of her in that striking red dress at the store in the mall still lingered vividly in his mind.

"You look beautiful, Natalie. I’m glad you made it," Briena said with a warm smile as she hugged her sister. However, in a low voice, she added, "Seems like you’re finally improving your fashion sense—figured out it works well when seducing rich men, huh?"

Natalie leaned in, her voice equally soft but sharp. "I thought I’d follow your example for a change. No wonder you’re so successful. I should’ve taken notes from you sooner."

Briena released her, anger flickering in her gaze, though she kept her smile perfectly in place. "Don’t leave without having something to eat."

"Of course," Natalie replied, mirroring her sister’s fake smile.

around seducing rich men. Briena seethed inwardly, her mind swirling with spite. Just wait. Soon, the whole world will know what kind of whore you

how Ivan’s gaze drifted toward Natalie. Look at her all you want, Ivan. After tomorrow, you’ll even despise her name.

joined his friends—Steve, Kevin, and a

a sly grin and whispered, "Your ex is looking stunning

Davis sipped his drink without commenting, but Ivan’s expression darkened. "Shut up," he muttered, though his gaze

smirked. "Your eyes are on your ex more than your fiancée. But don’t

found Natalie again. She sat quietly beside Albert, either talking with the old man or scrolling through her phone. Her face

get engaged to her sister? Is she finally regretting marrying that gigolo instead of

at her already," Kevin nudged him, turning

"You guys enjoy the night. I’ve got things

you going? Didn’t see your girl here tonight—whether it’s Mia or that fling

get punch in the face," Steve

where you’re going!" Kevin called

word, Steve

private suite," Ivan remarked, then shot Kevin a warning look. "But don’t even

their friends,

Ford, here’s your juice. Madam

He glanced at Gael, his caretaker. "See? My wife is doing your job, even though she’s

get your medicine, Mr.

warmly as he accepted the medicine. "I’m

approached Natalie. "Wine

don’t drink," Natalie said curtly, waving the