68- A Palyer

Sarah pov

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.

to convince him. Once he will be persuaded then there will be no

Ashley stay

Help me in getting back Justin.” I kind of

You and granny got him married to the girl. She

ten million dollars for it. But now

Not to do anything except breath? Are you and granny out of

mind?”

That was my brother. Painfully straightforward.

to me. He forced me into marriage and see what I did to the girl.” There

up and crouched down beside his chair on the grass, “you know nothing about her. Not even her

Sarah. I was so mad at father that left her there all alone right after we were pronounced husband and wife. I still don’t have

blazing mad at our

me. This girl’s scenario was

diety dis

truped that

Justin into that mannage But he is at leget better than me 44 his

he comparing me with lusture wife? Why he was happy that Bustinist my side t sister’s side and went to Pashley

and walked back to my chair. You won’t help me then?”

I can’t do unfair to anyone If you think that girl is a fandar pot at

“Money?”

called dad,” He laughed sarcastically, “Give her a bomb offer

I think of

she is missing,” I muttered to myself

“She is what?”

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