That day Katy's cafe seemed quite busy. When Beverley got there, the patrons and cafe staff immediately turned to look at her. Her current appearance was too flashy. And that made her hard to ignore."Oh my gosh!" Katy, who was initially recapitulating financial data, immediately ran over to Beverley. Her expression looked surprised and worried. "Honey, what happened to you?!"Beverley shook her head limply before finally settling into a chair away from the cafe patrons. Sweat was already soaking her body. She felt tired and thirsty after walking so far."Give me some cold water, please," she begged Katy. She removed the white bride veil from her head and a few other hair accessories.Without asking much, Katy immediately ordered her cafe staff to fetch cold water for Beverley. Moments later, a bottle of cold water was placed on the table.Beverley immediately took a sip of the water. Finally, her thirst was quenched. She took a deep breath. "You know, this is really ridiculous."Katy
Brent's gaze grew colder. He took his phone and placed it on the table. "Do you know your current status?" he asked, holding back a growl. The muscles in his neck seemed to tighten. Obviously, he was furious.Beverley glanced at Brent's cell phone only to see her picture on it—a photo of her still in her wedding dress, on the side of the road, messy and barefoot. Part of her face was covered by a veil, but her spectacular wedding dress was sure to be recognized by those in the business community."Why does it look like Mr. Oliver's bride's dress?""Did Mr. Oliver's wife run away from her marriage or what?"People will think like that if the photo manages to debut on social media. Yeah, unless they think Brent ordered a cheap dress of the same ten designs. But it certainly did not seem like the arrogant style of Mr. Brent Oliver.Beverley felt a little satisfied at the sight of Brent's anger, though she had to say it was also a little scary. The man had made her suffer enough today, an
The atmosphere was quiet again. Beverley put down her fork and touched the black folder on the table. Just imagining its contents made her head go numb. Why is that man so annoying?On the first page: The wife must be kind to the husband and the husband's family.Beverley snorted.On page two: The wife must act like wives should when appearing in public.Beverley snorted again. Her face became even more sullen.On page three: The wife should not interfere in the husband's personal matters, and the husband will do the same.This time, Beverley agreed. That means they won't meddle in each other's personal affairs. Then she turned to the next sheet.On page four: The wife should not travel alone at night."No," Beverley protested. "Why can't I travel at night?"Brent looked at her flatly. "Unless you want to be kidnapped or harmed by my business rivals. And if that happened, I wouldn't care."Beverley snorted. What kind of person is Brent? If the man was a mafia, then she believed there
"Oh, wasn't that your wife who was caught walking around while still wearing her wedding dress?" Brent's girlfriend's voice was so loud that Beverley could hear it. Her tone was sarcastic and mocking. It was a little annoying, but Beverley wanted nothing to do with her. She just narrowed her eyes and walked away. "Wait a minute!" Brent's girlfriend tries to stop Beverley. She walked over to her, holding Brent's hand. "Miss Holmes, why are you in such a hurry?" Beverley took a deep breath. She stopped her footsteps without turning back. "Sorry, but I have other, more important business." "Oh, dear Brent, look how your wife talks to me. She won't even look at me." Natalie complained spoiledly to Brent. The man kissed her briefly on the lips and then walked over to Beverley. "Where are you going?" "Unfortunately, it is a working day. So, I have to go to work," Beverley replied nonchalantly. She was preparing to continue her walk when suddenly Brent grabbed her by the wrist. "Let go
Beverley felt very upset and worried. She kept herself still all the way until the car she was in arrived at the nearest police station. She was just about to get off when Brent suddenly reached out to her."What?" she immediately asked."Lend me your phone," Brent said."What for?"Brent snorted. "You will find out later."She hesitated for a moment. But after thinking for a while, she finally gave her phone to him. "Don't open what you shouldn't open!"Brent just glanced at her sarcastically before getting out of the car. He dialed several numbers to call someone. Moments later, Beverley approached him just after he finished the call."Who are you calling?""Someone more useful," Brent replied flatly. His words just sounded as if Beverley were completely useless. That made her feel even more irritated.'Aren't you the one who caused all of this? You even have to ask someone else for help to solve this. You are as useless as me!’ She grumbled inside.Brent didn't know and didn't care
Beverley stood silently in front of a large nightclub that looked luxurious and classy. The building, which consists of five floors, looks quite closed. The walls are dominated by black.Golden yellow lights adorned the front. The words "The Paradisus" at the top of the front look very elegant. With a single glance, one could tell it was a high-end nightclub.She looked up flatly. Didn't Brent want to take her to meet his enemy? Why did he take her to a nightclub?"Hurry up!" Brent, who had walked ahead, turned to look at her. His head tilted slightly, and his brow furrowed deeply. Suddenly, he stepped closer."Brent, are you serious?" She stepped back once, then smoothed her dress a few times. Yes, dresses! Before going to the nightclub tonight, Brent forces her to change her appearance. She couldn't refuse the man's wish.Her maroon dress came all the way down to her ankles. However, the V cut on her chest was very low, and the slit on the left side of her thigh was intolerable. The
"Oh really? Your wife?"David showed a surprised expression after hearing Brent's statement. However, that was just a pretense. In fact, almost everyone who knew Brent had heard about his marriage. Moreover, there is a special media for business people to spread the news."I've kept Beverley under wraps for too long. Wouldn't I be a scumbag if I didn't marry her soon?" asked Brent, grinning at David. His left hand gently caressed the long hair of the woman in his lap.Beverley could only swallow her saliva. She surreptitiously clutched Brent's suit until it crumpled. Does she have to follow the man's game?"Oh, so her name is Beverley. A pretty name, just like the person." David smiled knowingly. "Why don't you introduce us to each other?"Brent raised one corner of his eyebrows. He looked at Beverley and then gently lifted her chin. "Honey, do you want to meet him?"The question made Beverley a little confused. She honestly didn't want to care about David. She didn't want to know him
Beverley could only remain silent with a stiff body. Her heart was filled with bitterness when she saw Brent pouring himself some wine. On the other side, David smiled, satisfied with Brent's decision."Mrs. Oliver, why don't you join us?" One of the comfort women beside David asked casually. "You should at least support your husband, right?"Beverley took a deep breath. Finally, she sat back down. But she didn't say anything, just watched how Brent would play.Brent and David downed a glass of wine together. The two stared at each other deeply. "It's a childish game," he said.David grinned. He gestured for one of his women to help pour wine for them both. Then they drank the wine again together."Maybe this is childish. But what you are betting on is not trivial," said David."You really are an asshole," Brent said as he took another sip of his wine.They spent glass after glass in fierce competition. Beverley looked at them in surprise and confusion. She could see the desire in Davi