Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 468: The End Of Briena And Clara

The Browns were gone, while the Fords were not in a good situation either. Someone who had been waiting and worrying for her son finally arrived at the Ford Mansion—Sephina Ford.

"What are you doing here?" Clara asked.

"I’m here to see my son, and this time you can’t stop me," Sephina said coldly.

Since Jay got sick, Sephina had barely met him once or twice. When she decided to take her son away with her—knowing he was being neglected here—she was denied even the right to see him, let alone take him away.

Clara had been worried that Sephina might find out the reason for his illness: that she had been giving Jay Ford drugs.

"And what gave you the confidence that I’ll let you take my husband away?" Clara asked wickedly.

Sephina, a prideful woman, kept her calm. "Your husband? A woman like you, who brings her lover back to take her husband’s place—you dare still call yourself his wife?"

"You—"

"I have something for you," Sephina said, and Clara’s cell phone beeped with a message.

There was a video recording of Clara telling Briena that Larry was her biological father, and that she had forged the DNA report with Jay to make Briena appear as his daughter.

Clara was shocked. Who recorded this?

Sephina spoke, "I left this home, but the people working here are still loyal to me. Do you think I didn’t know what’s going on? I was just patiently waiting for you to make a mistake."

Clara, shocked, almost marched toward the old woman, but the guards Sephina had brought with her entered the drawing room.

Sephina offered her a warning gaze. "Clara, I don’t care what you do with your life or the leftovers of the Ford Group. Neither do I care that Briena is not Jay’s daughter. All I want is to take my son with me. If you deny it, I will make sure this video clip goes viral—and you know what will happen after that."

It was enough to scare Clara. This might destroy her last hope of holding on to the Ford Group. She finally allowed Sephina to take Jay Ford away, in exchange for her silence about Larry.

Just as Sephina was leaving, with a guard pushing the wheelchair in which a weak-looking Jay was sitting, Briena entered the drawing room. The moment she saw Sephina, she rushed toward her.

"Grandma, please save me! Mom wants me to marry that old man, Peter Eli," Briena cried out. "I don’t want to marry him. I’m still so young..."

"I am not your grandmother," Sephina said coldly, "and you know it better."

Briena’s teary eyes turned shocked and sad. "G-Grandma... you always loved me..."

"For that, I’m already being punished," Sephina said sharply. "Jay and I have no relationship with you. Don’t you ever show up in front of me again."

With that, Sephina left with Jay. She took him to her home in the village. Though he was not her biological son, she had raised him like one. The mother inside her could never stop thinking of him as her own. Her heart hurt to see him live like this, but she was sure—with proper treatment—he would get better.

At the Ford Mansion.

"Mom, I’m telling you—I’m not marrying that disgusting old man," Briena cried out.

Slap!

Clara slapped her hard and said, "So you want both of us to beg on the streets?"

"Mom..."

"He’s the only one who’s ready to help us now. And he agreed only on one condition—marrying you and having his kids," Clara replied. "That old man will die soon, and with his kids, you can enjoy his wealth."

"His kids? That disgusting old man..."

"You slept with that old man—the movie director. What’s new for you?" Clara spat out in frustration.

"Mom, how can you—"

We’re going to meet him,"

"You’re my real father. Do

you can live a better life. Your mother and I are old—we can manage anywhere. But can you? With everything lost,

the Ford Group

moment he laid eyes on Briena, the perversion in his gaze was obvious.

prettier in real life than on screen," the man said as he ogled her chest. "I saw the movie you worked in. I must say, you stole

disgusted, knowing exactly what the man was implying. Larry interrupted as they settled down.

the man said, then looked at Briena. "Come sit next to

to, but Clara nudged her. She sat next to Peter, who held her hand and then let his gaze linger on

Larry spoke again. "Peter—"

is there," Peter interrupted, pointing. "First instalment of our deal.

black briefcase kept on the table, and Larry opened it. Clara and Larry almost drooled at the sight of

some time with my girl," Peter said, and the two stood

"Mom," Briena called out.

wrong if he wants to spend some time with you," Clara said and

two left, while Briena was stuck with the old man, who clearly had

Stay away from me,"

do nothing at all—and had to bear the

what to do, or whom to blame. Her once perfect life was ruined. Now she had to endure one disgusting

I wouldn’t

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being treated properly

brain function, but slowly it can be healed. Not entirely, but he will be well enough to live a

make sure he gets

to continue these medicines. After a week, we’ll conduct another test and see what adjustments need to be made to the treatment," the

she looked at Jay, who was lying in bed, gazing at the ceiling. She

worry. You’ll get better soon,

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spending time with Briena, there was no news from Peter about marrying her. Clara was getting restless. She called Larry, but he didn’t answer. Neither

wrong with these two?" Clara said in

home. Just as they were allowed to enter the drawing room, Briena noticed a familiar woman sitting intimately with Peter—the same woman she had met at the hotel when she went to see the

you doing here?"

you recognized me this time," the woman said. "I thought after sleeping with that movie director, your memory would be

are you talking about?" Briena shouted. "You slut, get out of

at Peter. "She called me a

taste of hers,

said, trying to keep calm, "we are here to finalize your and

fool—to marry a slut?" he said, smiling wickedly. "All the time I slept with her, I paid

few times, but Larry hadn’t told her about the money, except for that first time Clara was

him money

have already run away with it," Peter

shocked. "That asshole. That’s why he’s not answering my calls." She kept her calm and

toward them. "Check it first, and then tell me if I should marry your slut of

video from the

Briena shouted angrily

ruined my entire life, so I’m just giving you a little taste of it. You should be glad I didn’t release it online for the entire world to see—just like you did with me." Though she mocked Briena, there was a deep pain in her gaze—the pain of the utter

said in

are many. And soon, you’ll see them coming

yell at her, "Get lost! Or

"If you had posted it online, it would’ve been

That’s why I recorded it, but..." she

good woman?" Peter asked

was never bad. That Briena turned me into one," she commented and both them resumed