”Mr. Morrison, how confident of you.” ”What else could it be, then?” Brettley wiped his mouth as he smirked with hostility. ”You kept pretending to be my wife. You came here willingly to be my maid, constantly pleasing my daughter. You even tried to drive a wedge in between my fiancée and me! Bethan, you’re just trying to seduce me. Don’t think I don’t know about this!” Bethan closed her eyes.
With tightly clenched fists, she opened her eyes and looked at Brettley. ”Mr. Morrison, you sure know how to joke, don’t you? Since when have I driven a wedge between you and Cynthal?”
She indirectly admitted his other reasons; she indeed wanted to get his attention. However, Cynthal was the one that kept finding fault with her, yet Brettley pushed all the blame onto Bethan! Apart from saying Brettley was truly in love with Cynthal, what else could she say? How could she explain that? Brettley looked at her dangerously. He sneered and went closer toward her. ”Have you never?” Bethan instinctively retreated, so much so that there was no more room to back up to. She stood on the spot, calmed herself down, and looked at Brettley. “Mr. Morrison, I see that you care about your fiancée a lot. If you care so much for her, why did you kiss me? Do you like the excitement of betraying your lovers?“ When Bethan was with him back then, he went behind her back and got together with Cynthal. He was already with Cynthal, yet he went behind her back and flirted with Bethan. Brettley’s eyes turned ice cold. “I dare you to say I one more time! “ His eyes were filled with murderous intentions. Bethan sneered at him. Her eyes were fearless. “Daddy, Aunty! “ In their stalemate, a child’s voice broke the silence in the backyard. Nellie, in pink pajamas with blueberry prints, stood by the entrance and looked at the two of them groggily. “It’s late. Why are you two not sleeping yet?“ Then, Nellie ran to Bethan and hugged Bethan’s legs. “I was startled, and I can’t go back to sleep. Can you put me back to sleep?“ Nellie’s actions and words made Bethan come to her senses. She turned to look at Brettley. “Mr. Morrison, please step aside.“
“I’m going to put Ms. Nellie back to bed.“
Bethan bent and took Nellie into her arms. She pushed Brettley aside and strode back into the villa. Brettley stood on the spot, brows furrowed as he looked at Bethan walking away. The door of the entrance was shut. Brettley looked at the door with his deep eyes. After a while, he took his phone out and dialed Lucas.
“Get the car.“ On the other end of the call, Lucas sounded groggy. “ Mr. Morrison, it’s late. Where do you want to go?“
“To the office,“ came the reply. Lucas was so stunned that he was momentarily speechless. “ Didn’t you bring all your work back to the villa? Why are you returning to the office?“
“I regret my decision. Why? Do you have anything to say about that?“
How would Lucas dare have anything to say? Lucas immediately got up from his girlfriend’s bed and quickly drove to Blue Bay Villa. He helped carry the stack of documents in Brettley’s study into the car as he then sent Brettley to the office. Sitting in the backseat, Brettley looked out of the window and watched as the night scene drifted by. He furrowed his brows hard. He did not know why, but Bethan’s face kept appearing on his mind—her exquisitely beautiful face, and even her face of shock and rage when he almost kissed her.
Brettley frowned hard. He did not know what was happening to him. He was deeply in love with another person. He had given his heart to a woman called Bethan Peterson. Why was he livid when he heard Bethan talking intimately on the phone, then? Seeing her happy face made him so agitated that he lost his mind! What happened to him? Was he like other men? Did he have a change of heart? Did…
At that thought, he frowned harder. No, he would never. His love and thoughts for Bethan Peterson had remained for five years already.
For the past five years, besides Cynthal, he has had countless beautiful and outstanding women around him. Even if Bethan was gorgeous, extremely gorgeous, she was like other women he had seen before. However, none of the women were like Bethan, who would make him have such reckless impulses. Unknowingly, the car reached the Morrison Group Tower. He got down from the car and was about to get Lucas to bring the documents up when two bodyguards came out rushing from the building. It was Zach and Yuri, the ones with the little boy who saved Nellie at the amusement park previously. “Mr. Morrison, you’re working late.” “Mr. Bean, pass this to me. It’s so heavy. I’ll help you!” Zach and Yuri came to greet Brettley animatedly. Brettley thought about the little boy. He furrowed his brows and glanced at Zach. “Are you in touch with the little boy?” Zach furrowed his brows. “The little boy?” “He means our boss! ” Yuri muttered as he held the documents to his form. Zach slapped his head. “Ah, our boss. Yes, we are, and we just talked to him online just now.” “Hmm.” Brettley furrowed his brows. “Get him to come over. I’m looking for him.”
Zach and Yuri looked at each other, then they looked at Brettley rather embarrassingly. “Mr. Morrison, it’s almost eight at night, and our boss is just a kid. He should be in bed already.“
“So, perhaps…“ Brettley’s cold gaze swept across Zach’s face. “Didn’t you say he was just chatting online with you two?“ The two of them looked at each other once more before they helplessly dialed Neil and told him how Brettley wanted to meet with him. “Sure. “ Neil smiled coldly as he sat on the balcony in Anne’s house.
Nellie called a moment ago and told him how the scumbag fought with their Mommy, yet that scumbag demanded to meet him at that moment? Oh, the ways he could avenge Mommy! At that thought, Neil hung up the phone and ran to the kitchen. He took a bottle of Sprite and a pineapple out from the fridge. He juiced the pineapple, mixed them with Sprite, and added some other special ingredients. He then poured the concoction into a cup and headed downstairs with it. Neil only waited for a while downstairs when a black Maserati came over. The backseat door opened to reveal a man’s cold, hardened expression.
Brettley barely swept a glance at him. “Get in.“ Once Neil got in the backseat, he looked at Brettley mischievously. “Uncle Brettley, why are you looking for me at this late hour?“
His gaze remained looking ahead, and there were barely any emotions in his eyes. “Do I need a reason?“
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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