Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Meanwhile, Justin was in his study, attending a video conference meeting to avoid disturbing Natalie’s rest.

Once the meeting concluded, Noah informed him, "Mr. Harper, as per your instructions, Mr. Vincent is scheduled to meet Mr. Aiden Shaw."

Justin hummed and leaned back in his chair, his thoughts drifting to the conversation he had with Vincent the previous day. Together, they had reached several conclusions about the mysterious individuals who had been targeting Natalie for years, forcing Vincent to step in and protect her.

"I’m not entirely sure who is behind this, but I know they’re very powerful," Vincent had told him. "My people failed to identify them because these individuals prefer death over capture. They’re highly trained and don’t hesitate to take their own lives. They leave no clues behind."

"When was the first time you protected her from an attack by these people?" Justin asked. "I have some information of my own. If we combine it, we might find something."

Vincent studied him for a moment before smirking. "So, is this a truce?"

"If it weren’t for Natalie, you’d probably be dead by now, let alone discussing a truce," Justin replied coldly. "Now, don’t waste my time. Talk about something serious."

Vincent didn’t let go of his smug demeanor so easily. "Now that I know the real Aiden Handrix—or Shaw—is sitting in the hospital, who exactly are you?"

Justin met his gaze, unflinching, as Vincent continued. "If I wanted to, I could find out who you really are. But considering we’re dealing with more pressing matters than your true identity, you might as well save me the time."

There was a brief silence before Justin finally said, "Justin Harper."

If it had been anyone else to whom Justin revealed his identity, they might have been shocked. But Vincent merely smirked, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the armrest.