Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 917: Mr. Brett

Aveline exhaled deeply as she secured the contract. At least now, she had a fifty percent chance of success. If Amy had been interfering behind the scenes, it would have only begun today. This meant that Amy had likely only reached a verbal agreement with others, and nothing had been finalized yet. Tonight's meeting with Brett was crucial-Aveline had to seal the deal.

Returning to the office with the contract in hand, Aveline found Orion buried in a mountain of paperwork. He had no idea what had transpired in just a few short hours. "Orion," she called, her gaze resting on him.

It was no wonder he looked thinner than the last time she'd seen him over two years ago. He had clearly spent those days consumed with work, and Aveline felt a pang of sympathy in her chest.

Both came from wealthy families-families whose fortunes were enough to last not just their lifetimes but ten generations. Yet, neither Orion nor Aveline wanted to rely on their backgrounds. They'd chosen to carve out their own paths, step by step, with hard work and determination.

"Where have you been?" Orion asked, sparing a moment of attention from his work as she entered.

"I went to secure the acquisition contract for that project. Tonight, I have another meeting to discuss another acquisition. I won't be able to have dinner with you," she replied.

"You're diving into work this quickly?" Orion hadn't anticipated how rapidly things would escalate between her and the people involved.

"Of course. I didn't come here to play around. Since there are projects to handle, I have to take them seriously," Aveline said, carefully avoiding any mention of Amy's betrayal.

While Orion might not have romantic feelings for Amy, their friendship was undeniable. Aveline didn't enjoy speaking ill of others behind their backs.

can ask her to resign," Orion said,

helped you build your company just because I

world can replace the place you hold in my heart. This isn't about being unreasonable; it's about how much I care for you. I'd rather protect you than blame

his words, Aveline felt warmth spread through her heart. She was grateful she hadn't fallen for the wrong man. Even

loyalty reassured Aveline. Only a man who cherished her deeply could overlook everything else and

definitely make a terrible king," Aveline teased

to do with her. While Aveline disliked Amy's presence, it wasn't enough for her to demand her

can make you smile, I wouldn't care if

be a datura- mesmerizing,

her eyes softly, her trembling lashes like delicate wings. In her heart, she made a silent vow: Orion, I will protect our love. No

shadows, a reminder of the passage of time. Once, they had been a child in a cradle and a young boy humming lullabies. Now, they had grown into adults, bound by an

well, so they agreed he would pick her

immensely. To avoid traffic or unexpected delays, she arrived

voice, he had imagined a cold

Aveline, on the other hand, had only lightly filled in her brows and applied a pale lipstick. She was still dressed in the same outfit she'd worn to the office-a

look was fresh, natural, and effortlessly elegant. Her delicate features

heavy enough to catch flies, and whose red lipstick bordered

a significant project. After all, Amy was supposed to be Orion's most reliable assistant. Brett had even sent people to investigate Aveline but found little information. All he knew was that she had

to skip over Amy and entrust this project to Aveline was entirely out of character. When Aveline saw Brett approaching, she put down her glass of lemon water and stood