68- A Palyer

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After getting done with her cup of broth, granny got hold of her stick and rose to her feet. A maid was there to take her inside. Marwick and I stood up in respect until she left us alone.

She knew Marwick didn’t like her. He had been quiet all this time not uttering a single word in her presence. My brother could sometimes be as stubborn as a mule.

I declined when Marwick extended a beer can towards me.

“Since when have you started saying no to parties?” He asked casually and took a chug from his can.

How to tell him that I had stopped partying altogether ever since my fiancé got married?

“So, you wanted to talk to me.” Marwick placed the can on the coffee table and took the chair opposite mine.

We were on the vast lawn of the Deluca mansion. This was the safest place where nobody could hear us. I had spent my teenage years playing in those vast green grounds running after Justin.

And see. I was still running after him.

“I need your help, Marw. Regarding that Ashley girl.”

“Ashley girl? Justin’s wife?” I flinched when he called her that. I would have murdered Nadia or Shella if they had used that word for the girl, but he was not only my brother but also someone who was set in his

own ways.

The only theory that worked for him was, convince me and I will do it.

Once he will be persuaded then there will be

stay here.

Marw. Help me in getting back Justin.” I kind of pleaded

diamond stud. You and granny got him married to the

it. But now she is

bargain? Not to do anything except breath?

mind?”

was my

did the same to Justin that our father did to me. He forced me into marriage and see what I

I stood up and crouched down beside his chair on the

and wife. I still don’t have any idea where I

blazing mad at our father.

your emotions, Marw. Believe me. This girl’s scenario was changed.

diety dis

father might have truped that family, bet grati any such thing with

his hand away from my grip he patted my hand and shark his head. Why does that for t don’t know how you convinced Justin into that mannage

hurt Why was he comparing me with lusture wife? Why he was happy that Bustinist my side t

stood up and walked back to my chair. You won’t help me

for that, I can’t do unfair to anyone If you think that girl is a fandar pot at K** Then simply offer her

“Money?”

Money! She is already getting ten million by the end of the year Millions are nothing for yo******** called dad,” He laughed sarcastically, “Give her a bomb offer if she must leave Justo, che sold get

why didn’t I think of that?

missing,” I muttered to

“She is what?”

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