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

like the female

Ayla, on the other hand, didn't have even the

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

think that he asked her to come here to make her his legitimate

then.Since you are the real daughter of the Woodsen family, it is

explained clearly, looking straight

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

coldly when she suddenly remembered

always believed that

her back to their

and Jaime's expressions changed

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

Arlene's

Woodsen, no, maybe I should just call you Lene.Do you think

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

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

handsome 

need your service.But the guests who come here every night will definitely need it," he said coldly, shaking her hand

a

she didn't

different men, not

least you're smart enough

hated being deceived and fooled

and Ayla conspired to

"No way!"

substitute before because she didn't want

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

it's not

on the sofa and

but he also wouldn't let

do anything wrong, so

he wished and could get

my father owes you money, go to him

to become a lowly

high ambitions in

was to find a rich man

stay in this bar and let any random

believed in

I will let go of you

known that

it was impossible for her to

place so easily, then she would

and

when she opened it, two burly

You have to let me go.Ayla can also do what you want.I'm sure she can make a lot

that she realized that she had offended

on the outside, but she knew that he was

not afford to offend, let alone

you are different.You are the real daughter of the Woodsen family.No one is more responsible to pay for