Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother novel Chapter 468

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—"

"Shut up! Get ready. We’re going to meet him," Clara declared.

Along with Larry and Clara, Briena arrived at a hotel. Briena looked at Larry. "You’re my real father. Do you really agree to this? Don’t you care about me?"

Larry stayed calm and said, "We’re doing this so you can live a better life. Your mother and I are old—we can manage anywhere. But can you? With everything lost, will you be able to survive without a single penny in your hand?"

Briena had nothing to refute, as she knew the Ford Group had gone down and they were on the verge of bankruptcy.

They entered the hotel room where a wealthy old man was waiting for them. The moment he laid eyes on Briena, the perversion in his gaze was obvious. He scanned her from head to toe and almost licked his lips.

"You’re 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 my heart just then."

Briena felt disgusted, knowing exactly what the man was implying. Larry interrupted as they settled down. "So, Peter, when should we go ahead with the marriage?"

"What’s the hurry?" the man said, then looked at Briena. "Come sit next to me."

Briena didn’t want to, but Clara nudged her. She sat next to Peter, who held her hand and then let his gaze linger on her face, neck, and down below. "Lovely."

Larry spoke again. "Peter—"

"The bag full of money is there," Peter interrupted, pointing. "First instalment of our deal. You’ll get the rest once the deal is done."

They looked at the black briefcase kept on the table, and Larry opened it. Clara and Larry almost drooled at the sight of all that cash.

"Now you two leave. I want to spend some time with my girl," Peter said, and the two stood up, ready to leave with the bag.

"Mom," Briena called out.

"You two are going to marry soon. There’s nothing wrong if he wants to spend some time with you," Clara said and looked at Peter. "Take care of her."

The two left, while Briena was stuck with the old man, who clearly had all the wrong intentions toward her.

"We’re not married yet. Stay away from me," she said, but...

All she knew was that she could do nothing at all—and had to bear the disgusting things the old man did to her.

When he was finally done and left, Briena was filled with rage. She didn’t know what to do, or whom to blame. Her once perfect life was ruined. Now she had to endure one disgusting old hand after another.

It’s all Natalie’s fault. If she didn’t exist, I wouldn’t have ended up this way. I will take my revenge.

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Jay Ford was being treated properly under Sephina’s care.

"Mrs. Ford, the drugs have affected his normal brain function, but slowly it can be healed. Not entirely, but he will be well enough to live a normal life," the doctor informed.

"Do whatever you need to, but make sure he gets better," she said.

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

Once the doctor left, she looked at Jay, who was lying in bed, gazing at the ceiling. She held his hand.

"I’m a little late in getting you back. But don’t worry. You’ll get better soon, and we’ll spend a peaceful life."

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