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?"

her carefully, studying her

she looked a

the female version of

the other hand, didn't have even the slightest similarity

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

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

the Woodsen family, it is your responsibility

looking straight into her

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

coldly when she

believed that Ayla

her back to their home, her mother wouldn't have died

changed upon hearing what she

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

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

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

"All I need is for you to pay back the money the Woodsen family owes

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

handsome 

come here every night will

want me to be a bar girl?" Arlene asked

course, she

different men, not any man

least you're smart enough to

deceived and

Arlene, and Ayla conspired

"No way!"

used Ayla as her substitute before because she didn't

to her? She needed to be

not up

the sofa and

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

anything wrong,

wished and

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

never agree to become a

high ambitions

rich man

to stay in this bar and

all, she believed

think I will let go

had already known that she

it was impossible for her

this place so easily, then she

around and ran to

she opened it, two burly figures stood in

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

then that she realized that she had

might be good-looking on the outside, but she knew that he was

she could not afford to offend,

are different.You are the real daughter of the Woodsen family.No