A Bride’s Revenge No Longer the Backup novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192 

Brian was stunned when he saw Ariana in her bold punk outfit–a short jacket, a cropped top baring her midriff, and tight black denim shorts. 

To complete the bold look, Ariana even wore black stockings. 

Those long legs would turn heads wherever she went, and her hourglass figure was impossible to ignore. 

Brian asked, “Why are you dressed like that?” 

He still remembered how Ariana used to dress in her elegant and modest tweed dresses, exuding the grace of a lady from a respectable family. 

But she was utterly different today. 

“Well, I actually prefer dressing in this style. It’s quite cool and comfortable,” she said, deliberately adding a hint of flirtiness to her tone as she stepped closer to Brian. 

Her ample bosom was faintly visible beneath the thin straps of her top, like a hint of snow peeking through a frosted window. Her long hair cascaded over one shoulder, adding to her allure. Her every movement was hypnotic, her smooth skin and soft, supple waist inviting thoughts one shouldn’t have. 

Ariana sat down across from Brian. The moment she did, her ultra–short shorts rode up. 

Brian’s throat involuntarily clenched. Although it was early in the day, he felt the heat rise within him. 

He couldn’t help but recall the kiss yesterday. The warmth of her lips still lingered in his memory. His throat grew drier by the second 

“Mr. Lodge, are you okay?” 

Ariana looked at him through her heavy eye makeup. The bold makeup didn’t look tacky; instead, it added to her seductive charm. 

“Nothing,” Brian muttered, forcing himself to look away. 

Ariana was puzzled. Brian had always expressed his disdain for women who flaunted their sexiness. Why was he acting differently today? 

Was she still too conservative? 

But this was the most provocative behavior Ariana could imagine. Did she need to push further? 

With that thought, she deliberately teased Brian’s pant leg under the table with her high heels. 

Under the dining table, Brian could feel the teasing touch of black stockings against his leg. A current of electricity coursed through him. 

He stood up abruptly, his tone icy, “Ariana, that’s enough! 

Without another word, Brian left the Lodge residence without even touching his breakfast. 

It worked! 

Ariana cheerfully took a sip of water before marching out of the house. 

The housekeeper, seeing Ariana ready to leave in that bold cutfit, hurriedly called after her. “Ms. Torrey! Are you really heading out like that?” 

“Yes! I’m going out just like this!” 

She’d do it not only today but tomorrow too, until Brian couldn’t take it anymore. 

Meanwhile, a man stepped off the plane at the airport. He was wearing a white hoodie, cargo pants, a baseball cap, and a black mask. 

Not far away, fans had already gathered to cheer for him. 

“Brennan! I love you! You drive me crazy!! 

“Brennan! You’re the best in the world!”