hapter 89
“Trying to threaten me with Grandma again? That trick’s getting old, Ariana,” Brian scoffed.
“So what if it is? As long as it still works, it’s fine,” she shot back.
As Ariana turned to head upstairs, Brian suddenly grabbed Her and pulled her into his arms.
Startled, her expression darkened. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Ariana, don’t forget your place. You’re my fiancée,” Brian said firmly. “I’m telling William today that you’re mine, so he’d better back off.”
Ariana struggled against his grip, but his hold remained unyielding
“If you’re worried about Grandma coming back, don’t be,” Brian said coldly. “I’ve already told her we need some alone time at home to work on our relationship. She’s thrilled about it and has decided to move out.”
“You!”
Ariana’s face darkened even further.
Brian leaned in closer, his voice dropping lower. “And if I find out you’ve been saying anything to her, I’ll move up our wedding. You wouldn’t want to lose William too soon, would you?
Ariana’s eyes turned icy. “Brian, don’t assume everyone is as filthy as you.
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Brian let go of her, his tone just as cold. “You schemed to make Eve misunderstand our relationship. Your tricks are far dirtier than anything I’ve done.”
“I told you, it wasn’t me!”
“You think I’d believe that?” Brian scoffed. “I know you go to the same school as Eve. Keep a low profile from now on. Everyone knows you’re engaged to me. Don’t let me catch you getting too close to William.”
With that, Brian turned and headed upstairs.
Ariana could tell that Brian was in a bad mood.
After all, he had lost the deal with Mr. Dalton, a significant setback that had ultimately benefited William.
She absentmindedly rubbed her wrist where Brian had gripped it earlier.
“Just wait. As long as you keep me here, your misery will only deepen,” Ariana thought to herself.
With that, she tugged the bow off the maid’s collar and made her way upstairs.
The next morning, as soon as Brian got out of bed and walked into the living room, he noticed that there was only bread and jam on the table.
He frowned and called out, “Martha.”
Martha appeared and asked, “Mr. Lodge, is something wrong?”
“Hasn’t Ariana gotten up yet?”
“No, she hasn’t come downstairs.”
Hearing this, a wave of irritation rose within Brian.
How could she still be sleeping at this hour?
+25 BONUS
Chapter 89
Back when she lived at the Lodge residence, she would wake up before dawn to prepare breakfast.
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