The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 89: She Didn't Want To Be His Weakness 

Brian stood on the island, the sea breeze blew across his back.

He had been waiting for over an hour but Tatum still hadn't shown himself.

"Mr.Clark, do you think he's not coming?" Jaime asked, walking up to him.

Tatum didn't mention to Brian that his bargaining chip was Ayla.

"He'll come.I'm sure of it," Brian said calmly.

There were several cigarette butts at his feet, implying that he was a bit anxious.

Since Tatum had asked to negotiate, it seemed like he had a bargaining chip that could force Brian into giving him whatever he wanted. Meanwhile, Ayla had lost consciousness after the drug had been injected to her body.

Tatum sat in front of her, waiting for her to wake up.

When she finally opened her eyes, he asked, "Miss Woodsen, how do you feel now?"

"Are you planning to control me with drugs?"

She could feel that her body was ina terrible condition.

Looking at her, Tatum said, "I just want you to live."

Even though she managed to endure the drug addiction, she could still die.

Glaring at him, Ayla said, "I don't need it.And you're not helping me, you're only helping yourself."

If she died right now, all his efforts would go in vain.

"If that's what you think, it's fine.Look, we're almost there, and Mr.Clark is waiting for you.Don't you want to see him?"

Tatum saw the hesitation in her eyes.

He could tell that she had feelings for Brian.

And the reason Brian was so willing to meet him was because he was hoping to see Ayla.

Brian watched as the plane landed and Tatum disembarked first.

"Mr.Clark, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Mr.Green, it seems that you're a busy man these days."

Brian and Tatum stood one meter apart; there was a Strange tension on their faces.

"No, no.I'm not that busy.I just brought a special gift for you, Mr.Clark.I'm certain that you'll like it."

Tatum clapped his hands, and immediately, two bodyguards took Ayla out of the plane.

Brian looked at her pale face.

a short time,

Tatum had kidnapped her and

at Brian.She noticed that he had lost some weight.Was he miserable because

think, Mr.Clark? Do you like my gift? Miss Woodsen told me that

walked towards Ayla, untying

what do you think? Am I

there's something you want to say, just spit it out! Don't you think it's a bit underhanded to use a woman as a bargaining chip to negotiate with

turned

could take Ayla away whenever he wished to "All I want is to achieve my goal.I hardly care about the process.Miss Woodsen had a good time at my villa, but she

Tatum's face

you want?" Brian

now was to take Ayla away from here as soon

as you give me the goods that I want, stop competing with me in my _ business endeavors from now on, and sign an agreement, you can take her away and

of the agreement

was becoming more

to give everything up for Ayla? At once, she snatched away the contract, tearing

can't agree to

subordinate pressed his gun against

appeared on

you think I'll agree to your

then turned to

must've suffered

things don't seem to matter to you, Mr.Clark.You have a successful

Tatum heard that Brian wasn't willing to agree, he felt

contrary to Brian's calm demeanor.For so many years,

care about those goods.Do you still not understand what kind of person

Brian hated being threatened.

Ayla, he wouldn't have come here in

Your woman's life is

Ayla was backing away little by

imaginations that a woman like her would

silently telling him that she wasn't

there was no need for him

afraid you'll be

would agree to any of Tatum's

but he was determined to take Ayla back.She wasn't the least bit flustered, but she

had she wanted to be

now that she heard what he said,

didn't matter what would

you really cruel enough to let this woman die

pulled Ayla back to him, took out a gun, and pressed it against

with that gun? Didn't you drug me earlier? That changes

"I made

won't be able to keep that

following second, she pushed

"No!"

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