NovelEnglish"How tic!" Beverley clucked her tongue in disapproval, "After all, you're families. Giving up a kidney won't kill him. And if your brother kicks the bucket, your uncle is toast. The Clark family won't let him go." "When he had money, he was living it up every night, probably scared that losing a kidney would leave him impotent," Marianne said with a snort, then shifted her tone, "But now, with his assets frozen, what's there to enjoy? He can't even drive a car anymore.
Who would give him a second look? All those women were just gold diggers, no love lost there." No way was Laverne going to give Ryan Clark one of her kidneys. If Laverne couldn't get Perry Brown to donate, she might as well pack her bags. Without Ryan, she had no place in the Clark family anyway.
Beverley gave her a meaningful look, "You know, Marianne, if your brother passes, you'll be the only heir of the Clark family. Your dad will be begging you to cback." "lI wouldn't go back unless they die," Marianne said with unyielding certainty.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBeverley figured she was secretly hoping for that outcome. It would be the sweetest revenge.
Later, they hit the dance floor to let loose.
Leopold was still fuming, with a dark storm brewing in his eyes.
Aurelia handed him an iced cocktail to cool off. "We were just kidding around earlier. You didn't take it to heart, did you?" A flash of fire sparked in Leopold's eyes, "You seemed pretty serious to me." "Did I?" She crinkled her nose playfully, "That's what you call a speaker unguarded, listener interested. With your reputation, everyone butbelieves the rumors, so you'll just have to carry that black mark for now." His deep-set eyes glistened under the lights, "So, you believe me?" She shrugged, nonchalantly responding, "Despite your sordid past and checkered history, | don't think you're a habitual womanizer without self-control like Mr. Chad." Leopold massaged his forehead, unsure if she was complimenting or insulting him.
"Other than being forced to divorce you, I've done nothing to wrong you." Aurelia caught the emphasis on 'forced' and realized she was right. His choice to divorce must have been a reluctant strategy, perhaps a tactic to divert the enemy's focus away from her.
At that time, they were still in the dark about their enemy, who remained hidden while they were exposed. To plant Megan as a pawn close to him, their adversaries would have done anything to hurt her, his first wife.
They were masters of the scheme, always a step ahead.
Still, she couldn't forgive him who never consulted her but always acted unilaterally, as if she didn't matter.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I'm stubborn and hold grudges. It won't be easy to winback. Let's see if you're up to the challenge." He flashed a devilish grin, "I do love a challenge." On the dance floor not too far away, Beverley was sneakily observing them.
She had never seen Aurelia so close to a bodyguard. It was highly unusual.
To be honest, except for the face, the bodyguard's build, voice, and demeanor were strikingly similar to Leopold's.
Aurelia must be using him as a stand-in for Leopold.
Marianne caught on to her thoughts, "Do you think Aurelia and that bodyguard are a bit too cozy? Could they be secretly seeing each other?" A wealthy woman keeping a younger lover was nothing new in high society. It seemed Aurelia was no exception.
Beverley quickly waved her off, "Impossible. If Aurelia wanted someone, she'd probably choose Elvis who is single."
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