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

the female version

other hand, didn't have

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

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

know? I'll tell you then.Since you are the real daughter of the Woodsen family, it is your responsibility to pay off your

explained clearly, looking straight

satisfy you, Mr.Clark? Well, I must not be surprised.That woman has always been lifeless since

snorted coldly when she

had always believed that Ayla

didn't adopt Ayla and bring her back to their

and Jaime's expressions changed upon hearing what she

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

Arlene's identity for the rest of her

should just call you Lene.Do you think

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

honest with 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

his handsome  face

the guests who come here every night will definitely need it," he said

be a bar girl?" Arlene asked

course, she didn't want

with different men, not

smart enough

being deceived and

conspired to do

"No way!"

substitute before because she didn't want

involved again, what would happen to her? She needed

it's not up

the

to keep her, but he also

do anything wrong, so they couldn't blame

and could

Mr.Clark, if my father owes you money, go

to

high

rich man she liked and live a luxurious

to stay in this bar and let any random man

believed

I will let go of you so

already known that she would

him, it was

enter this place so easily,

turned around and ran to the

when she opened it, two burly figures stood

the meaning of this? You have to let me go.Ayla can also do what you want.I'm sure she can make a

was only then that she realized that she

but she knew

she could not afford to offend, let

is my wife now, so I can do whatever I want to her.But you are different.You are the