Ruined By My Brother's Best Friend (by Silverwriter) novel Chapter 101

I nodded. “Yes… I was supposed to come here, attend the meeting, take notes, and then give you updates,” I said, genuinely feeling bad.

All I did was rest and then he ended up having to feed me. I felt like a liability.

Alvise poked the inside of his cheek with his tongue and tapped a finger against his desk. “Arabella?” His tone was suddenly serious and firm enough to make me straighten in my chair.

“Yes?”

“Do you think I’m a fool?” he asked, a hard edge creeping into his voice.

My fingers flexed beneath the table, and my brows knitted together. “No… of course I don’t,” I said, baffled by the question. “Why would you ask me that?”

Alvise held my gaze, his eyes flashing with restrained anger that caught me completely off guard. He’d looked calm when he walked in, and I’d assumed everything was fine.

Did I say something wrong? Was he upset because I refused to go to the meeting?

Alvise shook his head, a muscle in his jaw ticking. “You really think you can lie to me?”

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Ruined By My Brother’s Best Friend

“I… when did I lie?” I asked, worry flaring inside me. “What are you talking about?”

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vise tilted his head to the side and stroked his chin, a dangerous look settling over his features. “I’m going to ask you a question,” he said, his voice dropping low, “and you’re going to tell me the truth. Only the truth.”

I swallowed, my legs trembling beneath the table as I stared back at him. “O…kay.”

Alvise tapped a finger against the desk again, his jaw locking so tightly that a muscle ticked beneath his skin and a vein throbbed at his temple as he fixed me with a deadly stare. “Who laid their hands on you?”

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