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, studying her

looked a lot like

the female

other hand, didn't have even the slightest

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

think that he asked her to come

don't know? I'll tell you then.Since you are the real daughter of the Woodsen family, it is your responsibility to pay off your

clearly, looking straight into her

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

when she suddenly remembered

believed that

and bring her back to their home, her mother wouldn't have

Jaime's expressions changed upon hearing

that Ayla was the humblest in the Woodsen family, so they sent

she take Arlene's identity for the rest of her life?

Lene.Do you think I

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

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

his handsome

here every night

be a bar girl?" Arlene asked

she

she flirted with different men, not any man

you're smart enough

deceived

Ayla conspired to

"No way!"

before because

that she was involved again, what would happen to her? She needed to be free to enjoy her time, her youth,

not up

sat down on the

only want to keep her, but he also

wrong, so they

he wished and could get everything he wanted, by

do it! Mr.Clark, if my father owes you money, go to

would never agree to become a lowly

had high ambitions in

a rich man

this bar and

she believed

I will let go

known that she would

him, it was impossible

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

and

it, two burly figures stood in front of

me go.Ayla

she realized

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

she could not afford to offend,

to her.But you are different.You are the