Chapter 162

"It's the same as what I said on the phone," Briony replied coolly.

She honestly had zero desire to see Stewart ever again.

But Stewart was insistent. "I've had a few drinks tonight, so I won't be going out. If you want to talk, come back to Southcreek Manor."

With that, the call ended.

Briony's grip on her phone tightened, her knuckles turning white.

Stella leaned over, concerned. "What did he say?"

"He wants me to go see him at Southcreek Manor. Face to face."

"What a jerk!" Stella scowled. "He's doing this on purpose, isn't he? You told him last time you'd never set foot in Southcreek Manor again, and now he's insisting you go there to negotiate? Could he be any more infuriating?"

Briony closed her eyes for a moment, trying to steady herself.

The last time she'd been at Southcreek Manor, things had ended badly.

Right in front of Stewart, she'd told Irwin she would never come back.

Of course Stewart remembered. He was the type to keep a grudge.

Now he was forcing her to swallow every word she'd ever said to take it all back, one painful syllable at a time.

Stewart's real

"Bryn, are you... going?"

eyes. "I've played the fool for five years already. One more

helpless. "I'm coming with you. He only said

"Alright."

bill and left

very moment, the door of the

hopping and skipping into

and Stella froze in

into Irwin here was the last thing

air, not noticing the waiter pushing a cart loaded with steaming soup straight toward

waiter spotted Irwin and shouted, panicked, "Careful, kid! Move

about to collide with the cart, Briony and Stella reached out

Crash!

the floor, scattering pieces

seeing his broken toy on the floor, his eyes filled with tears.

action figure! Mom bought it for me! It's

Lauren hurried out from the private room, alarmed by

had already let

moment Irwin saw Lauren,

arms, sobbing. "Mom bought me that action figure

the scattered plastic

How did this

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