Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 220: Secret Lobby- Ivan Brown Is An Idiot

"Dan, you can leave as well," Natalie instructed.

Dan hesitated, clearly reluctant to leave Natalie alone with this unfamiliar man. However, seeing that she had already dismissed her bodyguards, he knew he had no grounds to stay. With a slight nod, he stepped out of the room.

Once Dan left, Natalie walked forward and took a seat in the chair opposite Vincent. Her gaze was cold, her voice steady as she asked, "Why are you here?"

Vincent raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips as his light gray eyes fixed on her. "Is that really the right question to ask me?" he countered. "You were the one who asked me to look for someone and told me that if I couldn’t, I might as well go to hell. Since I’m not keen on going to hell—parting ways with my sweetheart would be unbearable—I decided to do as you asked."

With a loud thud, he tossed a file onto the table between them. "Here’s what you wanted—information about a man named Aiden Hendrix."

Natalie’s heart skipped a beat as she stared at the file. Which Aiden Hendrix had he found? Was it Justin or the lookalike? The situation was spiraling further out of control, and she almost regretted turning to Vincent for help. Her mother was now tangled in the mess as well.

Sighing helplessly, she picked up the file and began flipping through it. Meanwhile, Vincent leaned back, his tone laced with smug satisfaction.

"You blocked my number, so I realized you must have missed me terribly and wanted me to come see you in person. So here I am," he said, inhaling dramatically. "So thoughtful of me, don’t you think?"

Natalie ignored him entirely as if his words meant nothing to her, nor she was listening to his nonsense for the first time.

Instead, her focus remained on the file—and the photograph inside. Her breath hitched as she stared at the image of a familiar face: either Justin or his lookalike.

the way," Vincent added casually, "his real name is Aiden Shaw, and

at Vincent. He had

you find him?" she asked, her

Vincent began with a smug grin, "are you forgetting who I am? Do I really need

men so insufferably narcissistic? she screamed internally. Can’t I have one normal man around me—just one—who gives me a straight answer without reminding

cost you a kidney to just answer me straight for once?" she said coldly,

really think I’d come to this city without first

the point," she snapped, her tone

fine," he said with mock surrender, leaning back in his chair. "This man, Aiden Hendrix, is your husband, isn’t he? The one you were so desperately

remained quiet, giving out that he

then it’s obvious he has another identity. I just had to track the breadcrumbs left behind by

all too well how capable Vincent was. His vast resources could uncover

glint in his eye, "is how he managed to fool you into this marriage. After everything

no answer to this and she could only silently accept the mocking. In the eyes of

me that idiot Ivan Brown have turned you into an idiot as well! My smart, fearless Natalie, reduced to this?" He slammed his hand on the armrest, his tone growing angrier. "Damn that man! He ruined five years of my effort in such a short

his intense gaze. She clearly feared Ivan being killed as

from him, and you fell head over heels? I should’ve questioned your so-called smartness