Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 717

"You're incredibly talented. With your family background, you could easily find an excellent mentor."

Vernon was only halfway through his sketch when Briony's voice cut through the quiet. He paused, lifted his head, and met her gaze.

Briony's expression was frosty. "My gallery won't be representing you. You should leave."

Vernon set his pencil down, staring at her. "Is it because Galen married my mom? Is that why you don't like me?"

"That's right." Briony looked at this boy whose mind seemed far older than his eight years and kept her voice impassive. "Because of Xenia Cooper, and because of Stewart. I want nothing to do with anyone or anything connected to them."

A flicker of panic crossed Vernon's face. He frowned, scrambling to explain, "Galen really cares about you. He and my mom are just business partners—they don't even live together."

Briony only gave a cold, dismissive smile. "I don't care. You're a child, and I'd rather not be cruel to you, but please don't come here again."

Vernon stared at her, unwilling to give up.

Briony broke eye contact and turned to Arnold. "I'm leaving now. If he still refuses to go, call the police."

Arnold nodded. "Understood."

Without another word, Briony headed straight for the exit.

Behind her, Vernon hurried to catch up, refusing to let things end there.

She stepped into the elevator, and he slipped in right after her.

felt a wave of exasperation-why was this kid so

down at him, brow furrowed. "Wasn't

fearing she'd throw him out, said coolly,

that, Briony

sign

"Ms. Kensington?"

elevator wall, making it obvious she

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a little as he spoke anyway. "Galen told me I should be

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I'd prefer if you just acted like you didn't

his voice to a mutter, "But so far, you just seem...

gave a sharp, indifferent

she cared what

then, the

a loud metallic bang—the elevator shuddered and came to a dead

Inside, darkness swallowed them.

Briony and Vernon

the display had shown the third floor. They were

between the second and third floors

She tried calling Arnold, it took several attempts, her voice breaking up, and she couldn't be sure if he understood her

handrail, switched on her phone's