Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 295: Show Of Affection

"Is the CEO here?" people began to murmur, desperate to catch a glimpse of the arriving figure. However, the rows of bodyguards blocked their clear view.

The bodyguards took their positions at the entrance, forming a barrier. Though no one had yet appeared, the rhythmic sound of shoes striking the floor echoed down the empty corridor, reaching everyone’s ears.

The banquet hall fell completely silent as every pair of eyes fixated on the entrance, no one daring to blink.

A tall and handsome figure clad in a perfectly tailored black suit, which accentuated his well-proportioned physique, appeared at the entrance. A collective gasp of surprise rippled through the crowd as they took in the sight of the young and devilishly handsome man.

The bright lights of the banquet hall illuminated his features, making him appear even more dazzling.

He stood at the entrance, expressionless, his calm eyes scanning the room as if searching for something. His noble aura was awe-inspiring, exuding an air of cold indifference and radiating a powerful pressure.

Without saying or doing anything, he managed to captivate and intimidate everyone present.

His eyes swept over the crowd with a commanding arrogance before finally settling on one corner of the hall. There, a woman sat quietly, drunk, seemingly oblivious to the commotion around her.

His thin lips curled slightly into a faint smile, surprising everyone who noticed. Without hesitation, he began striding toward that particular woman.

At the same time, murmurs erupted in the hall.

"Is he the CEO of NextEra?"

"He must be. You can tell from his aura that he’s no ordinary person."

While the crowd speculated about his identity, a few people in the hall were utterly shocked to see him—the Fords and the Browns.

"Isn’t he that bitch’s gigolo husband?" Irene asked in surprise, though she found herself madly drawn to the handsome man.

Briena could only nod, her eyes unable to leave the man’s striking figure.

way Justin took the determined

dared to step forward or approach the man, as the row of bodyguards standing in the middle seemed to silently warn them

someone dared to cross

Justin’s calm but cold voice cut through the air as he shot a sharp glare at

and stopped the man from

the room. His gaze was

the table top, her eyes closed, while one hand clutched an empty wine glass.

Justin asked, his tone carrying a mix

his voice and opened her eyes, tilting her head slightly to look at the man standing before her. His hands were tucked into

got time from your mistress?" she slurred, her voice

a brow.

"Mistress, you spent time

hand on the table as he looked at her. "Why would I have a mistress

face flushed red made her look cute. "So you don’t have a mistress?" Even her voice sounded cute to

his head. "It’s either you or no one. You are the only one I

"Really?"

"Hmm."

with a light smile on her lips

home," he said,

obedient girl, she placed her hand in his, and Justin helped her stand up. She was about to lose her balance, but he held her firmly against his body, his

chuckled softly and circled her hands around

acted like a spoiled young girl in her drunken state, something Justin was already familiar

others standing around were taken aback by this public display of affection, and by the sight of Natalie acting this way with one man. Moreover, they still hadn’t confirmed who

every single gaze in

etched on the faces

sighed, mumbling, "This man is such