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

looked a

was like the female

hand, didn't have

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

really investigated her, Arlene didn't think that he asked her to come

I'll tell you then.Since you are the real daughter of the Woodsen family,

clearly, looking straight into her

she? Can't she satisfy you, Mr.Clark? Well, I must not be surprised.That woman has always been lifeless

she suddenly

had always believed that Ayla

bring her back to their home,

changed

Woodsen family, so they sent her to Brian and made her suffer all his

he hadn't investigated, would she take Arlene's identity for the rest of her life?

no, maybe I should just call you Lene.Do

her and added coldly, "All I need is for you to pay back the money the Woodsen family

to make money.But if you don't mind, I'll

caressed his handsome  face

here every night will definitely

want me to be a bar

she

men, not

least you're smart enough

hated being deceived and fooled

Ayla conspired to

"No way!"

her substitute before because she didn't want

She needed to be free to enjoy her time,

it's not up to

down on the sofa

only want to keep her, but he also wouldn't let Ayla go.The Woodsen family caused

didn't do anything wrong, so they

who could do everything he wished and could get

if my father owes you money, go

never agree to

had high ambitions

goal was to find a rich

bar and let any

all, she believed

you think I will let go

already known that she

a man like him, it was

able to enter this place so easily, then she

and

when she opened it, two burly

"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 of money

only then that she realized that she

the outside, but she knew that he was not a

was someone she could not afford to

whatever I want to her.But you are different.You are the real daughter of the Woodsen family.No one is more responsible to pay for