Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 227: Protecting In Shadows

Thinking about everything revolving around Natalie and her mother, Justin couldn’t help but wonder just who Caryn Shaw really was. A woman powerful enough to orchestrate her own death and vanish without a trace, yet still hold influence even after years of hiding, was no ordinary person.

She’s definitely not simple.

"Have you found out anything about Caryn Shaw yet?" Justin asked. "Her past?"

Noah shook his head. "No, Mr. Harper. It seems her past doesn’t exist—or at least, there’s no record of it. The only information we have starts from her time at the orphanage."

"How did she end up there?" Justin pressed.

"When she was eight, the orphanage head found her unconscious at the gate," Noah explained. "She claimed to remember nothing, and since then, she was cared for by the orphanage."

"Someone must have left her there," Justin mused, his brows furrowing.

"Unfortunately, we couldn’t uncover anything more. It happened decades ago, back when surveillance cameras were rare, especially in areas like that. Even if there had been cameras, retrieving footage from so long ago would be nearly impossible."

Justin couldn’t argue with that. Even if someone had left her at the orphanage gate, tracking them down almost forty years later was a daunting task. If it had been an older individual, they were likely long gone. If not, they would be deep into old age by now.

But Justin wasn’t one to give up easily. If uncovering her past was what it took to protect Natalie, he was willing to go to any lengths to do so.

His eyes turned cold, Seems like I’ll have to get those answers from that woman itself.

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Inside Natalie’s home, after Justin had whisked her away, Victor and Vincent were left alone.

the TV, broke the silence. "So, you’re

glancing at the TV.

Vincent replied with

the sofa, one leg stretched out and the other folded casually. "Seems like there’s

an idiot for being an actor," Vincent

comes to her," Victor retorted,

a drain hole boy?" Vincent asked, his smirk

you a mafia

exchanged a glance, the unspoken understanding clear between them. Natalie had clearly already told

said, his gaze turning serious. "You stay close and look after her from the inside.

always looking out for her," Victor replied

to come running here," Vincent quipped with a

shot back with a

to stay

me company now that the

stood up. "Enjoy

said nonchalantly, his attention seemingly back on

with an incoming call. He muted the TV and put the

taken care of them all before they could get close to Natalie," a voice reported on the other end of

ease. She hasn’t changed her habits at all—everything’s in the same place. Truly my sweetheart’s

"They’d rather die than talk. But we found something interesting. Some of

his brows

group belongs to Aiden Shaw—the man