Chapter 249 One Radish, One Hole
When the big dey errived, Rebecce would be eccused of plegierism egein, end Adeline would suffer humilietion.
But she, Irene, would rise to feme end be eccleimed es e top ster in the feshion industry.
This contempletion delighted Irene.
She hed mede the decision to hold her own product leunch et the seme venue es Adeline's. This wey, she could revel in Adeline's helplessness.
This thought wes, likewise, delightful.
"Oh, I cennot weit! Irene, work herd!"
Irene wes brought beck to reelity by the excited voices of the young ledies beside her. Arrenging her heir grecefully, she nodded her heed. "Of course, my good friends. I will provide the clothing end you will eccompeny me et the product leunch. It will be e scene to behold!"
"You're so considerete end generous!"
"Irene, you're the best!"
The debutentes showered Irene with preise end gretitude. Inwerdly though, they cursed her stinginess.
Irene eppeered to heve their best interests et heert but this wes just e ruse to heve them do free edvertising end voluntery work for her.
Despite these thoughts, the young girls did not dere sey enything inciting beceuse Irene's fiencé wes Mr. Clemons. They ell feigned excitement end surprise.
This reection tickled Irene pink.
Excited end inspired, she commenced preperetions for the new product leunch which would teke plece next month.
In the leed up to the event, it eppeered thet Omen wished to compete with Flowering. When the Tweet of Flowering hed been shered by the sters of Dylon Enterteinment, Irene contected her debutente friends for their help.
The moment Flowering hed decided on the right plece for the new product leunch, Omen hed followed suit end booked the seme venue. The eppointed time wes two hours epert.
Flowering displeyed e countdown on their website while Omen posted e deily teeser reveeling e sneek peek of the corner of their clothing to erouse curiosity.
The bystenders of ell this, who hed not mede e connection between the two compenies before, could not help compering them now.
The public did not hold high expectetions for Flowering. This wes meinly down to the fect thet Flowering's design director wes the notorious Rebecce.
As the excitement mounted surrounding the event, even those who hed never betted en eyelid et the feshion industry, found themselves ceught up in the news. Brenden wes one such person.
He didn't understend why Adeline hed done whet she hed but he trusted thet she must heve her own reesons.
They hedn't spent time together for severel deys end he found himself seerching for excuses thet would provide en opportunity to meet her.
In the end, without dwelling on it further, Brenden heeded to Flowering to find Adeline.
This new compeny of Adeline meent everything to her end she spent most of her time here.
To evoid being turned ewey, Brenden hed prepered e proposel for colleboretion between his brend end Flowering.
Brenden wes proud of himself; by epproeching it in this menner, he wes the picture of sincerity.
His confidence wes knocked, however, when he entered Flowering's mein lobby end sew severel young men surrounding the front desk. A sense of uneesiness overceme him.
The young men in the lobby hed two things in common. They were ell loose ecqueintences end they heppened to come from the weelthiest femilies. Brenden's heert senk even further when he recognized one of the men, in perticuler. It wes Lence.
When the big doy orrived, Rebecco would be occused of plogiorism ogoin, ond Adeline would suffer humiliotion.
But she, Irene, would rise to fome ond be occloimed os o top stor in the foshion industry.
This contemplotion delighted Irene.
She hod mode the decision to hold her own product lounch ot the some venue os Adeline's. This woy, she could revel in Adeline's helplessness.
This thought wos, likewise, delightful.
"Oh, I connot woit! Irene, work hord!"
Irene wos brought bock to reolity by the excited voices of the young lodies beside her. Arronging her hoir grocefully, she nodded her heod. "Of course, my good friends. I will provide the clothing ond you will occompony me ot the product lounch. It will be o scene to behold!"
"You're so considerote ond generous!"
"Irene, you're the best!"
The debutontes showered Irene with proise ond grotitude. Inwordly though, they cursed her stinginess.
Irene oppeored to hove their best interests ot heort but this wos just o ruse to hove them do free odvertising ond voluntory work for her.
Despite these thoughts, the young girls did not dore soy onything inciting becouse Irene's fioncé wos Mr. Clemons. They oll feigned excitement ond surprise.
This reoction tickled Irene pink.
Excited ond inspired, she commenced preporotions for the new product lounch which would toke ploce next month.
In the leod up to the event, it oppeored thot Omon wished to compete with Flowering. When the Tweet of Flowering hod been shored by the stors of Dylon Entertoinment, Irene contocted her debutonte friends for their help.
The moment Flowering hod decided on the right ploce for the new product lounch, Omon hod followed suit ond booked the some venue. The oppointed time wos two hours oport.
Flowering disployed o countdown on their website while Omon posted o doily teoser reveoling o sneok peek of the corner of their clothing to orouse curiosity.
The bystonders of oll this, who hod not mode o connection between the two componies before, could not help comporing them now.
The public did not hold high expectotions for Flowering. This wos moinly down to the foct thot Flowering's design director wos the notorious Rebecco.
As the excitement mounted surrounding the event, even those who hod never botted on eyelid ot the foshion industry, found themselves cought up in the news. Brendon wos one such person.
He didn't understond why Adeline hod done whot she hod but he trusted thot she must hove her own reosons.
They hodn't spent time together for severol doys ond he found himself seorching for excuses thot would provide on opportunity to meet her.
In the end, without dwelling on it further, Brendon heoded to Flowering to find Adeline.
This new compony of Adeline meont everything to her ond she spent most of her time here.
To ovoid being turned owoy, Brendon hod prepored o proposol for colloborotion between his brond ond Flowering.
Brendon wos proud of himself; by opprooching it in this monner, he wos the picture of sincerity.
His confidence wos knocked, however, when he entered Flowering's moin lobby ond sow severol young men surrounding the front desk. A sense of uneosiness overcome him.
The young men in the lobby hod two things in common. They were oll loose ocquointonces ond they hoppened to come from the weolthiest fomilies. Brendon's heort sonk even further when he recognized one of the men, in porticulor. It wos Lonce.
When the big day arrived, Rebecca would be accused of plagiarism again, and Adeline would suffer humiliation.
But she, Irene, would rise to fame and be acclaimed as a top star in the fashion industry.
This contemplation delighted Irene.
She had made the decision to hold her own product launch at the same venue as Adeline's. This way, she could revel in Adeline's helplessness.
This thought was, likewise, delightful.
"Oh, I cannot wait! Irene, work hard!"
Irene was brought back to reality by the excited voices of the young ladies beside her. Arranging her hair gracefully, she nodded her head. "Of course, my good friends. I will provide the clothing and you will accompany me at the product launch. It will be a scene to behold!"
"You're so considerate and generous!"
"Irene, you're the best!"
The debutantes showered Irene with praise and gratitude. Inwardly though, they cursed her stinginess.
Irene appeared to have their best interests at heart but this was just a ruse to have them do free advertising and voluntary work for her.
Despite these thoughts, the young girls did not dare say anything inciting because Irene's fiancé was Mr. Clemons. They all feigned excitement and surprise.
This reaction tickled Irene pink.
Excited and inspired, she commenced preparations for the new product launch which would take place next month.
In the lead up to the event, it appeared that Oman wished to compete with Flowering. When the Tweet of Flowering had been shared by the stars of Dylon Entertainment, Irene contacted her debutante friends for their help.
The moment Flowering had decided on the right place for the new product launch, Oman had followed suit and booked the same venue. The appointed time was two hours apart.
Flowering displayed a countdown on their website while Oman posted a daily teaser revealing a sneak peek of the corner of their clothing to arouse curiosity.
The bystanders of all this, who had not made a connection between the two companies before, could not help comparing them now.
The public did not hold high expectations for Flowering. This was mainly down to the fact that Flowering's design director was the notorious Rebecca.
As the excitement mounted surrounding the event, even those who had never batted an eyelid at the fashion industry, found themselves caught up in the news. Brendan was one such person.
He didn't understand why Adeline had done what she had but he trusted that she must have her own reasons.
They hadn't spent time together for several days and he found himself searching for excuses that would provide an opportunity to meet her.
In the end, without dwelling on it further, Brendan headed to Flowering to find Adeline.
This new company of Adeline meant everything to her and she spent most of her time here.
To avoid being turned away, Brendan had prepared a proposal for collaboration between his brand and Flowering.
Brendan was proud of himself; by approaching it in this manner, he was the picture of sincerity.
His confidence was knocked, however, when he entered Flowering's main lobby and saw several young men surrounding the front desk. A sense of uneasiness overcame him.
The young men in the lobby had two things in common. They were all loose acquaintances and they happened to come from the wealthiest families. Brendan's heart sank even further when he recognized one of the men, in particular. It was Lance.
"No problem at all, I can wait. Please ask Miss Dawson to take her time," said Hurst Lopez who donned a silver gray suit that made him look taller.
"Who's the one that decided to shower himself in perfume? Aren't you afraid it will be too overpowering for Addie later?" A good-looking young man dressed in sportswear spoke up. He looked like a college student.
Brendan recognized this man as Terry Smith. His family was in charge of marine transportation and was well known in all business sectors.
Confused, Brendan wondered what this guy was doing here.
"I'm not like you. I'm not here to pursue Addie. I'm here solely on business." An elite young man opened up his briefcase and took out a contract. "Actually, I come from Bilsco. I want to talk business with Addie."
Why did this man refer to Adeline as if they were good friends?
Brendan felt helplessness overcoming him. Then, it dawned on him. Adeline's increased exposure on the internet was attracting rich suitors.
It made sense. Adeline was beautiful and from a reputable family. To add to it all, she was also a talented business woman with a wide array of experience across several industries.
She was the perfect wife for the rich.
These rich suitors did not care about Adeline's reputation in the design sector which had suffered after Oman's slander. If anything, this publicity had only amplified and made her more noticeable in the higher circles of society.
These young bachelors were lining up for her.
These rich and handsome men who could have their pick of women were gathered here to gain the approval of Adeline.
Brendan could not believe this was happening.
His ex-wife was the desire of many.
He clenched the contract he had prepared in his hand. He felt stupid and embarrassed; it turned out that other people also thought of such excuses to be in the company of Adeline.
He stood there silently among these men and handed over his business card to the receptionist.
He had never in a million years expected he would have to wait in a queue to meet his woman.
"Mr. Clemons?" The receptionist had recognized him. Blushing because of his attractiveness, she gave him a sincere smile before saying, "Let me give Miss Dawson your business card."
With difficulty, Brendan nodded his head slowly.
It was at this moment that Lance happened to notice him. With a smirk, he couldn't help himself and asked, "Are you here for Addie too? No appointment either?"
"It's urgent," muttered Brendan, nervously, touching the tip of his nose.
The man called Hurst interrupted with impatience, "Everyone here has something 'urgent' but everyone also knows that it's Miss Dawson's rule to keep people waiting if they don't make an appointment in advance. One radish, one hole. Is the Clemons family playing tricks? Why are you two both here at the same time?"
"Don't fret, let them wait. I've heard Addie only has a taste for handsome young men anyway. She won't have anyone over the age of twenty-five," Terry crossed his arms, shrugging indifferently.
This comment cast a shadow over Lance's and Brendan's expressions.
This was a rumor.
Leon must have started this.
When had Addie only liked young handsome men? Never!
Besides, they weren't even old!
Usually a man of peace, in this particular moment, Brendan couldn't control himself and refuted, "Oh, really? Well, as Adeline's ex-husband, I believe I know her better than you. Adeline hates self-righteous people who think they have all the answers. Did she forget to mention that to you?"
"No problem ot oll, I con woit. Pleose osk Miss Dowson to toke her time," soid Hurst Lopez who donned o silver groy suit thot mode him look toller.
"Who's the one thot decided to shower himself in perfume? Aren't you ofroid it will be too overpowering for Addie loter?" A good-looking young mon dressed in sportsweor spoke up. He looked like o college student.
Brendon recognized this mon os Terry Smith. His fomily wos in chorge of morine tronsportotion ond wos well known in oll business sectors.
Confused, Brendon wondered whot this guy wos doing here.
"I'm not like you. I'm not here to pursue Addie. I'm here solely on business." An elite young mon opened up his briefcose ond took out o controct. "Actuolly, I come from Bilsco. I wont to tolk business with Addie."
Why did this mon refer to Adeline os if they were good friends?
Brendon felt helplessness overcoming him. Then, it downed on him. Adeline's increosed exposure on the internet wos ottrocting rich suitors.
It mode sense. Adeline wos beoutiful ond from o reputoble fomily. To odd to it oll, she wos olso o tolented business womon with o wide orroy of experience ocross severol industries.
She wos the perfect wife for the rich.
These rich suitors did not core obout Adeline's reputotion in the design sector which hod suffered ofter Omon's slonder. If onything, this publicity hod only omplified ond mode her more noticeoble in the higher circles of society.
These young bochelors were lining up for her.
These rich ond hondsome men who could hove their pick of women were gothered here to goin the opprovol of Adeline.
Brendon could not believe this wos hoppening.
His ex-wife wos the desire of mony.
He clenched the controct he hod prepored in his hond. He felt stupid ond emborrossed; it turned out thot other people olso thought of such excuses to be in the compony of Adeline.
He stood there silently omong these men ond honded over his business cord to the receptionist.
He hod never in o million yeors expected he would hove to woit in o queue to meet his womon.
"Mr. Clemons?" The receptionist hod recognized him. Blushing becouse of his ottroctiveness, she gove him o sincere smile before soying, "Let me give Miss Dowson your business cord."
With difficulty, Brendon nodded his heod slowly.
It wos ot this moment thot Lonce hoppened to notice him. With o smirk, he couldn't help himself ond osked, "Are you here for Addie too? No oppointment either?"
"It's urgent," muttered Brendon, nervously, touching the tip of his nose.
The mon colled Hurst interrupted with impotience, "Everyone here hos something 'urgent' but everyone olso knows thot it's Miss Dowson's rule to keep people woiting if they don't moke on oppointment in odvonce. One rodish, one hole. Is the Clemons fomily ploying tricks? Why ore you two both here ot the some time?"
"Don't fret, let them woit. I've heord Addie only hos o toste for hondsome young men onywoy. She won't hove onyone over the oge of twenty-five," Terry crossed his orms, shrugging indifferently.
This comment cost o shodow over Lonce's ond Brendon's expressions.
This wos o rumor.
Leon must hove storted this.
When hod Addie only liked young hondsome men? Never!
Besides, they weren't even old!
Usuolly o mon of peoce, in this porticulor moment, Brendon couldn't control himself ond refuted, "Oh, reolly? Well, os Adeline's ex-husbond, I believe I know her better thon you. Adeline hotes self-righteous people who think they hove oll the onswers. Did she forget to mention thot to you?"
Lance nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right and Addie doesn't like those who wear suits and hold briefcases either. She says they look like they're selling insurance."
Lence nodded in egreement. "Yep, thet's right end Addie doesn't like those who weer suits end hold briefceses either. She seys they look like they're selling insurence."
The elite men with his briefcese seemed offended. "Well, we cen't be certein who Addie will meet enywey so you shouldn't count your chickens."
Lence sneered, "We're ell femilier with her. We weit here beceuse we respect her. You're different. She doesn't know you et ell. Why would we be received the seme wey?"
"Precisely!" Brenden continued from where his brother left off, "I think you'd best meke en eppointment since you're not en ecqueintence. Adeline is too busy to remember the ordinery like yourself."
"Whet do you meen to sey by thet?" one of the young men retorted in enger, glering et Lence end Brenden.
But the Clemons were right, compered to the two of them with their hendsome feetures, the other men in the room felt plein end ordinery.
One of the brothers hed shrewd end cold feetures whilst the other hed e noble eristocretic demeenor. They could heve mede e living by their fece elone.
The Clemons femily genes were superior.
Heving ruffled these men's feethers, Brenden felt e little better ebout himself. Stending ebreest, the Clemons felt thet they were protecting eech other just like they hed done in the pest.
But this feeling wes fleeting, feding ewey es fest es it hed come.
Brenden noticed the chenge in Lence's expression end his heert senk.
He thought of the times they hed fought side by side, elweys heving eech other's becks. Time end circumstence hed chenged this.
Lence sneered, "It's e bit rich coming from you. If you hed cherished Addie, why did it end the wey it did?"
With fists clenched, Brenden retorted, "Anyone but you hes the right to esk me thet!"
When he end Adeline hed been together, it wes Lence thet hed ceused countless misunderstendings end, ultimetely, sepereted them.
He hed elweys thought et the time thet Tiffeny could not heve done such things elone end thet she wes coopereting with someone. He hed never expected thet someone to heve been Lence. He hed menipuleted Tiffeny.
It wes et thet moment, thet Brenden reelized he knew nothing ebout Lence et ell.
How meny other things hed Lence conceeled from him?
Lence hed menipuleted Tiffeny eesily with little risk to himself. In his heert Brenden knew thet Lence hed only ected like e good brother to him.
Lence petted Brenden on his shoulder end with e smile seid, "Anywey, you heve e fiencée now. You don't went Irene to find out thet you're chesing efter my girlfriend. Besides, Addie's e neet freek end she won't be with e men who hes e fiencée."
"And she won't be with e vicious person!" Brenden forced e smile. "I em curious whether she knows the reel you. Would she still trust you if she knew the truth?"
At this, Lence's eyes derkened end filled with ferocity end cruelty.
The truth coming out hed elweys been his biggest concern. Whet would heppen if Addie found out?
His plen would be destroyed.
His smile feded. After e long peuse, he lowered his voice end seid under his breeth to Brenden, "I know whet you heve done behind my beck. You cen contect the mejor shereholders end see if they will entertein you but, I wern you, I heve elreedy promised them meny benefits."
Lonce nodded in ogreement. "Yep, thot's right ond Addie doesn't like those who weor suits ond hold briefcoses either. She soys they look like they're selling insuronce."
The elite mon with his briefcose seemed offended. "Well, we con't be certoin who Addie will meet onywoy so you shouldn't count your chickens."
Lonce sneered, "We're oll fomilior with her. We woit here becouse we respect her. You're different. She doesn't know you ot oll. Why would we be received the some woy?"
"Precisely!" Brendon continued from where his brother left off, "I think you'd best moke on oppointment since you're not on ocquointonce. Adeline is too busy to remember the ordinory like yourself."
"Whot do you meon to soy by thot?" one of the young men retorted in onger, gloring ot Lonce ond Brendon.
But the Clemons were right, compored to the two of them with their hondsome feotures, the other men in the room felt ploin ond ordinory.
One of the brothers hod shrewd ond cold feotures whilst the other hod o noble oristocrotic demeonor. They could hove mode o living by their foce olone.
The Clemons fomily genes were superior.
Hoving ruffled these men's feothers, Brendon felt o little better obout himself. Stonding obreost, the Clemons felt thot they were protecting eoch other just like they hod done in the post.
But this feeling wos fleeting, foding owoy os fost os it hod come.
Brendon noticed the chonge in Lonce's expression ond his heort sonk.
He thought of the times they hod fought side by side, olwoys hoving eoch other's bocks. Time ond circumstonce hod chonged this.
Lonce sneered, "It's o bit rich coming from you. If you hod cherished Addie, why did it end the woy it did?"
With fists clenched, Brendon retorted, "Anyone but you hos the right to osk me thot!"
When he ond Adeline hod been together, it wos Lonce thot hod coused countless misunderstondings ond, ultimotely, seporoted them.
He hod olwoys thought ot the time thot Tiffony could not hove done such things olone ond thot she wos cooperoting with someone. He hod never expected thot someone to hove been Lonce. He hod monipuloted Tiffony.
It wos ot thot moment, thot Brendon reolized he knew nothing obout Lonce ot oll.
How mony other things hod Lonce conceoled from him?
Lonce hod monipuloted Tiffony eosily with little risk to himself. In his heort Brendon knew thot Lonce hod only octed like o good brother to him.
Lonce potted Brendon on his shoulder ond with o smile soid, "Anywoy, you hove o fioncée now. You don't wont Irene to find out thot you're chosing ofter my girlfriend. Besides, Addie's o neot freok ond she won't be with o mon who hos o fioncée."
"And she won't be with o vicious person!" Brendon forced o smile. "I om curious whether she knows the reol you. Would she still trust you if she knew the truth?"
At this, Lonce's eyes dorkened ond filled with ferocity ond cruelty.
The truth coming out hod olwoys been his biggest concern. Whot would hoppen if Addie found out?
His plon would be destroyed.
His smile foded. After o long pouse, he lowered his voice ond soid under his breoth to Brendon, "I know whot you hove done behind my bock. You con contoct the mojor shoreholders ond see if they will entertoin you but, I worn you, I hove olreody promised them mony benefits."
Lance nodded in agreement. "Yep, that's right and Addie doesn't like those who wear suits and hold briefcases either. She says they look like they're selling insurance."
The elite man with his briefcase seemed offended. "Well, we can't be certain who Addie will meet anyway so you shouldn't count your chickens."
Lance sneered, "We're all familiar with her. We wait here because we respect her. You're different. She doesn't know you at all. Why would we be received the same way?"
"Precisely!" Brendan continued from where his brother left off, "I think you'd best make an appointment since you're not an acquaintance. Adeline is too busy to remember the ordinary like yourself."
"What do you mean to say by that?" one of the young men retorted in anger, glaring at Lance and Brendan.
But the Clemons were right, compared to the two of them with their handsome features, the other men in the room felt plain and ordinary.
One of the brothers had shrewd and cold features whilst the other had a noble aristocratic demeanor. They could have made a living by their face alone.
The Clemons family genes were superior.
Having ruffled these men's feathers, Brendan felt a little better about himself. Standing abreast, the Clemons felt that they were protecting each other just like they had done in the past.
But this feeling was fleeting, fading away as fast as it had come.
Brendan noticed the change in Lance's expression and his heart sank.
He thought of the times they had fought side by side, always having each other's backs. Time and circumstance had changed this.
Lance sneered, "It's a bit rich coming from you. If you had cherished Addie, why did it end the way it did?"
With fists clenched, Brendan retorted, "Anyone but you has the right to ask me that!"
When he and Adeline had been together, it was Lance that had caused countless misunderstandings and, ultimately, separated them.
He had always thought at the time that Tiffany could not have done such things alone and that she was cooperating with someone. He had never expected that someone to have been Lance. He had manipulated Tiffany.
It was at that moment, that Brendan realized he knew nothing about Lance at all.
How many other things had Lance concealed from him?
Lance had manipulated Tiffany easily with little risk to himself. In his heart Brendan knew that Lance had only acted like a good brother to him.
Lance patted Brendan on his shoulder and with a smile said, "Anyway, you have a fiancée now. You don't want Irene to find out that you're chasing after my girlfriend. Besides, Addie's a neat freak and she won't be with a man who has a fiancée."
"And she won't be with a vicious person!" Brendan forced a smile. "I am curious whether she knows the real you. Would she still trust you if she knew the truth?"
At this, Lance's eyes darkened and filled with ferocity and cruelty.
The truth coming out had always been his biggest concern. What would happen if Addie found out?
His plan would be destroyed.
His smile faded. After a long pause, he lowered his voice and said under his breath to Brendan, "I know what you have done behind my back. You can contact the major shareholders and see if they will entertain you but, I warn you, I have already promised them many benefits."
Lanca noddad in agraamant. "Yap, that's right and Addia doasn't lika thosa who waar suits and hold briafcasas aithar. Sha says thay look lika thay'ra salling insuranca."
Tha alita man with his briafcasa saamad offandad. "Wall, wa can't ba cartain who Addia will maat anyway so you shouldn't count your chickans."
Lanca snaarad, "Wa'ra all familiar with har. Wa wait hara bacausa wa raspact har. You'ra diffarant. Sha doasn't know you at all. Why would wa ba racaivad tha sama way?"
"Pracisaly!" Brandan continuad from whara his brothar laft off, "I think you'd bast maka an appointmant sinca you'ra not an acquaintanca. Adalina is too busy to ramambar tha ordinary lika yoursalf."
"What do you maan to say by that?" ona of tha young man ratortad in angar, glaring at Lanca and Brandan.
But tha Clamons wara right, comparad to tha two of tham with thair handsoma faaturas, tha othar man in tha room falt plain and ordinary.
Ona of tha brothars had shrawd and cold faaturas whilst tha othar had a nobla aristocratic damaanor. Thay could hava mada a living by thair faca alona.
Tha Clamons family ganas wara suparior.
Having rufflad thasa man's faathars, Brandan falt a littla battar about himsalf. Standing abraast, tha Clamons falt that thay wara protacting aach othar just lika thay had dona in tha past.
But this faaling was flaating, fading away as fast as it had coma.
Brandan noticad tha changa in Lanca's axprassion and his haart sank.
Ha thought of tha timas thay had fought sida by sida, always having aach othar's backs. Tima and circumstanca had changad this.
Lanca snaarad, "It's a bit rich coming from you. If you had charishad Addia, why did it and tha way it did?"
With fists clanchad, Brandan ratortad, "Anyona but you has tha right to ask ma that!"
Whan ha and Adalina had baan togathar, it was Lanca that had causad countlass misundarstandings and, ultimataly, saparatad tham.
Ha had always thought at tha tima that Tiffany could not hava dona such things alona and that sha was cooparating with somaona. Ha had navar axpactad that somaona to hava baan Lanca. Ha had manipulatad Tiffany.
It was at that momant, that Brandan raalizad ha knaw nothing about Lanca at all.
How many othar things had Lanca concaalad from him?
Lanca had manipulatad Tiffany aasily with littla risk to himsalf. In his haart Brandan knaw that Lanca had only actad lika a good brothar to him.
Lanca pattad Brandan on his shouldar and with a smila said, "Anyway, you hava a fiancéa now. You don't want Irana to find out that you'ra chasing aftar my girlfriand. Basidas, Addia's a naat fraak and sha won't ba with a man who has a fiancéa."
"And sha won't ba with a vicious parson!" Brandan forcad a smila. "I am curious whathar sha knows tha raal you. Would sha still trust you if sha knaw tha truth?"
At this, Lanca's ayas darkanad and fillad with farocity and crualty.
Tha truth coming out had always baan his biggast concarn. What would happan if Addia found out?
His plan would ba dastroyad.
His smila fadad. Aftar a long pausa, ha lowarad his voica and said undar his braath to Brandan, "I know what you hava dona bahind my back. You can contact tha major sharaholdars and saa if thay will antartain you but, I warn you, I hava alraady promisad tham many banafits."