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?"

at her carefully, studying her

looked a

was like the

Ayla, on the other hand, didn't have

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

that he asked her to come

the Woodsen family, it is your responsibility to pay off your father's

looking straight into her

you, Mr.Clark? Well, I must not be surprised.That

she

that

adopt Ayla and bring her back to their home, her mother

changed upon hearing

Woodsen family, so they

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

just call you Lene.Do you think I will need a

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

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 satisfied.What do you

caressed his handsome 

need your service.But the guests who come here every night will definitely need it," he

me to be a

course, she

she flirted with different men, not any man could

least you're smart enough

deceived and fooled

conspired to do such things

"No way!"

Ayla as her substitute before because she didn't want to lose her

her? She needed to be free to enjoy her time, her

not up

down on the sofa and

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

anything wrong, so they

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

I won't do it! Mr.Clark, if my father owes you money, go to him and ask him

never agree to become

had high

was to find a rich man she liked and live

and

she believed in her own

I will let go of you so

had already known that

a man like him, it was impossible for her

place so easily, then she would

turned around and

it, two burly

the meaning of this? You have to let me

she realized

she knew that he was not a

was someone she could not afford to offend,

want to her.But you are different.You are