Chapter 735

After a night of reckless indulgence, Glynnis was roused by a waitress in the bathroom of the club. Without even a moment to cleanse herself of the night’s debauchery, she slunk out the back door, with her head hung low.

As she emerged into the daylight, it was already the afternoon of the following day.

There was no way Glynnis could show her face at Windermere Estate in such disarray. So she made a beeline for her perennially reserved luxury suite at the Abernathy Hotel. There, she washed away the grime and the scent of men, while her mind was flickering with vivid memories of the previous night’s fervent encounter with the strapping male model.

Damn, that was one hell of a ride.

Too bad she hadn’t snagged his contact details. She definitely wanted a round two when she had the chance!

After cleaning up and slipping into the fresh clothes brought by room service, Glynnis transformed back into the polished Ms. Acacia and called for her driver to take her back to Windermere Estate.

The moment she stepped through the door, laughter and jovia

parlor.

Glynnis asked

wafted from the direction of

with their son. Mr.

the fool, was seriously pursuing her sister, just as she had

plastered on a genteel

she had stumbled upon the gathering by chance.

on her, but maintained his

of day even if their lives depended on

bring himself to meet her eye,

suitor.

man who had been caught in a scandalous tryst

Bartley chirped. “Alston brought her

Bartley added with a chuckle, while giving

snort of laughter – the tension in the room was palpable.

smiles froze, and Alston felt his forehead beaded with sweat, fearing

secrets.

I can attest that Mr. and Mrs. Bartley aren’t just boasting. Alston and I went to the same school, and he truly is a diligent and

whose face had turned ashen, “Alston and Marilla would make a perfect match. He’d be an ideal son–in–law

darkened at her

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overstayed their welcome, the Bartleys quickly took their leave. “Mr.

Chapter 735

Mrs. Bartley insisted, eager to

seen in the news, my daughter’s mental

in the slightest. We don’t care at all,” Mr. Bartley interjected with a hearty laugh. “Alston’s been smitten

Bartley added, “In fact, our Alston and your Marilla are practically childhood sweethearts!”

cold smirk twisted inside

sweethearts, indeed, but not with Marilla.

seemed somewhat relieved by their words.

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