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

Arlene looked at the man sitting in the middle, and he immediately attracted her attention.

His handsome face and unruly temperament made her red lips curved into a charming smile.

"Sir, are you looking for me?" she asked.

As she spoke, her fair arms clung to his arm.

"Miss Arlene Woodsen?"

His voice was so cold that Arlene felt like she froze for a moment.

Her brows furrowed, wondering how did this man know her real name.

She had always used the name Lene everywhere.

Even when she went abroad and went back, she had used the same name.

If this man knew who she was, it meant that he had investigated her.

But she didn't want to confirm her real identity to him.

"Sir, my name is Lene."

She smiled seductively and leaned over to him.

"Really? Your father mustn't have told you who I am."

Brian pushed Arlene away.

His sharp and deep-set eyes glared at her as if he could already see through her.

"Who...who are you?" she couldn't help asking.

She had never been a curious person, but this time, he aroused the spirit of inquiry in her.

"Miss Woodsen, let me tell you this.Your father helped you escape from my control and let your so-called sister be your substitute.Have you been living a comfortable and contented life since then? Enjoying your freedom? I heard that you come here almost every day.Should I thank you?"

Brian said coldly without taking his gaze away from her.

He noticed that the expression on her beautiful face slightly changed.

Was it fear? Back then, was she so scared of him that she let someone replace her? She must be very happy after that.

"You...you are Mr.Clark?"

Arlene's face turned deathly pale, and she leaned against the sofa feebly.

For a moment, she was too shocked to move.

She knew that Brian was so powerful, so she thought that he was a bad old man.

It never occurred to her that he was young, handsome, and so mature.

If she had known, she would never have refused to take the crown as Mrs.Clark.

"So you know me.That's good then.You must also know why I've asked you to come here, right?"

looked at her carefully,

a lot like

the

the other hand, didn't have even the slightest

"I...actually don't know."

that he asked her to come here to

of the Woodsen family,

clearly, looking straight into

isn't she? Can't she satisfy you, Mr.Clark? Well, I must not be surprised.That

when she suddenly remembered

believed that

Ayla and bring her back to their home, her mother

and Jaime's expressions changed upon hearing what she

Ayla was the humblest in the Woodsen family, so they sent her to Brian

hadn't investigated, would she take Arlene's identity for the

I should just call you Lene.Do you think I will

up to her and added coldly, "All I need is for you

with you.I don't know how to make money.But if you don't mind, I'll serve you well tonight.I'm

handsome

don't need your service.But the guests who come here every night will definitely need

want me to be a bar girl?" Arlene asked

course, she

she flirted with different men, not any man

smart enough to

being deceived and

and Ayla conspired to do such

"No way!"

before because she didn't want to lose her

again, what would happen to her? She needed to be

it's not up

sat down on the sofa

also wouldn't let Ayla go.The Woodsen family

anything wrong, so they

was a man who could do everything he wished and could get everything he wanted, by all

won't do it! Mr.Clark, if my father owes you money,

agree to become a lowly bar

high ambitions in

a rich

to stay in this bar and

she believed in her

I will let go of you so

had already known

him, it was impossible for her to

place so easily, then she would find it difficult to go

turned around and

when she opened it, two burly

and snapped, "Mr.Clark, what is the meaning of this? You have to let me go.Ayla can also do what you want.I'm sure she can make a lot

was only then that she realized that she had offended

be good-looking on the outside, but she knew that he was not a

could not

her.But you are different.You are the real daughter