Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 185: Cleaning The Shit

As the current melody ended, Natalie said, "I’m done dancing."

Justin held her hand and led her off the dance floor.

Ivan, watching how Natalie looked so shy yet intimate with this man, frowned and left before the next song could start.

Briena, seeing Ivan’s reaction, felt even more bitter. This woman won’t stop affecting my life. Just you wait.

Justin had seen how Ivan had left feeling all jealous and grinned inwardly. ’How dare you look at my woman? This is what you get for looking at her. You continue and one of these days, you will lose your eyes.’

When they reached the table, Natalie felt too shy to face her grandfather. She turned to Justin and murmured, "I need to visit the washroom."

As she walked away, Irene and Briena exchanged a glance. This was their chance to put their plan into action.

John and Ryan followed closely behind Natalie. John was her personal bodyguard, while Ryan was there under Justin’s orders.

"You two, I’m just heading to the washroom. No need to follow me," Natalie said as she walked toward the resort building, where the staff had directed her.

"We can’t take any risks," John replied firmly, continuing to follow her.

"Ryan, shouldn’t you be by Justin’s side? He’s alone," she asked.

"He doesn’t need me," Ryan replied, chuckling inwardly. If only you knew the kind of man he is. Others might need protection from him instead. These people don’t realize who’s gracing their lowly party.

Natalie entered the washroom area, while Ryan and John waited outside.

Inside, she stood in front of the mirror, taking in her flushed face. When will he stop being so bold? Grandpa was watching, too, she sighed, then let another thought cross her mind. That kiss made me forget what I was doing... Perhaps one of these days, at home, I’ll ask him to dance with me again and try to figure it out. That would be better.

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his friends, enjoying a conversation. No

have another round of drinks with our grandson-in-law, Aiden!"

decline, appreciating how happy

but as he reached

bowed, looking nervous. "I’m so sorry, sir. I

remained perfectly still, showing no sign of irritation or anger, barely even moving as the liquid soaked into his clothes. His intense gaze fixed on the server, whose expression shifted to one of genuine fear

me to help you clean up,"

unblinking stare—cold and calculating, like a predator observing

careful while working,"

very sorry, sir," the server repeated, glancing warily at Justin. "There are guest rooms nearby. Please allow me to guide you there to freshen up,

followed, his gaze remained fixed on the server’s every movement,

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Meanwhile, inside the washroom...

of Briena’s friends

even bring bodyguards to the ladies’ washroom?"

She had

seems rather... skilled at pleasing women,"

jealous," Natalie replied, heading toward

a gigolo—aren’t you worried

in trash," Natalie shot back,

of them stepped in front of her, blocking the door. "Then how

eyes narrowed as she glared. "Are you asking for

to have a chat with you," the

bodyguards are right outside. If I call them, you’ll have nothing more to say," Natalie

your grandpa’s day? Imagine causing a scene on such an important occasion,"