Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 171: Angry Like Volcano

Justin remained unfazed, his tone calm and measured. "As long as my wife accepts me, I don’t care about anyone else’s approval." His gaze didn’t waver as he added, "And certainly not from someone she clearly dislikes."

Sephina scoffed, her disdain evident. She turned to Albert with a mocking grin. "Did you hear how he talks? And you expect me to welcome him into our family."

Albert’s frown deepened. "Sephina, watch your words. This is Natalie’s husband—how can you..."

Before Albert could finish, the door opened, and Natalie stepped inside, her gaze steely. "What my husband is or isn’t isn’t any of your concern, Grandma."

Sephina’s lips curled into a cold smile. "I wouldn’t concern myself if your grandfather wasn’t so stubborn about you." She turned back to Albert. "Clara has arranged a small gathering for our anniversary—just close friends and family. Naturally, they’re invited too."

"There’s no need to celebrate," Albert said flatly. "Neither I nor they will be attending."

Sephina rose from her seat, her eyes narrowing. "What are you afraid of? That our relatives will see the kind of man your granddaughter married?"

Albert’s expression didn’t change. "That’s the last thing I’d ever worry about."

"I’m not here to argue with you." Sephina’s tone remained cold but steady. "If you insist on keeping her in the family, then she and her husband will attend. If they don’t, it’ll be clear where they stand." She turned her sharp gaze to Natalie. "Let your husband see what kind of family he’s tied to. Maybe after that, he’ll learn some manners."

She stepped toward the door but paused, adding with a sneer, "You’ll receive the invitation soon. No need to bring anything—you can’t afford anything good, and I won’t accept anything cheap."

With that, Sephina left the room to talk to the doctor, her presence lingering like a bitter aftertaste.

Albert turned to Natalie, his eyes filled with regret. "Don’t take her words to heart, my dear. You don’t have to go. They’ll only use it as an excuse to humiliate you."

"Don’t worry, Grandpa," Natalie said softly. "We’ll be there."

"Are you sure?" Albert asked, concern creasing his brow.

Natalie nodded and turned to Justin. "Is that okay with you?"

her gaze calmly, his expression unreadable. "Whatever you

the silence. "Are you sure you want to go to the

her a sidelong glance. "Are you

last thing I’m worried about. No one can outdo you

smirked. "I’ll take that as

reached the car, Natalie asked, which she had been wondering for a

"Never," Justin replied casually.

froze, staring at him in disbelief. "What do

trace of concern, Justin answered, "Exactly what

Natalie’s heart. "Justin... what exactly did you do to him? I haven’t been able

to know," Justin replied calmly,

off, her voice sharp with frustration. "You might not care about him, but I do. I haven’t even thanked him properly for protecting

said flatly, as if the matter

rising. "If you’ve killed him, you’d better bring him back to life and send him to me! I want John

Ryan, who stood silently nearby. "And don’t you dare follow me. If you

her car, slamming the door behind her before driving off, leaving both men standing stunned in her wake. Just moments ago, she had been calm and composed—now she was like a

glancing cautiously at Justin. "So... what are we going to

devoid of emotion. "Rules are rules—they can’t

he climbed into his car. The driver pulled away, leaving Ryan

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Inside the Car

calm yet focused. "We’ve located the person we were looking

arched a

our actions. It’s almost as if

gaze darkened thoughtfully. "Next, he’ll ask to

it looks

said after a brief pause. "Let’s see

"Yes, Mr. Harper."