Tangled Temptations

Chapter 316

As they exchanged playful banter, Orlena made a hasty retreat.

Brett didn't leave immediately. He sat in his car, taking slow drags from his cigarette, watching the slender figure disappear behind the black wrought-iron gate, swallowed by the night.

He couldn't help but think of someone. His sister, Louise Noland.

Louise had died young, without having a chance to say goodbye to her family. This had always been a thorn in Brett's side.

He had seen photos of Eloise. Like the rest of the Noland family, she had rosy skin and chestnut brown hair. But in terms of temperament, Brett saw echoes of Louise in Orlena. No, she was even more naive than Louise.

Brett held the cigarette between his long fingers but forgot to puff on it. When the ash fell onto his trousers, he chuckled softly to himself.

What was wrong with him today? He had merely encountered a cheeky kid. Why was he feeling so sentimental?

He sat there for a long while before starting the car to return to his hotel. Back in his suite, Donny was pacing like an ant on a hot pan. Seeing Brett, he rushed over, feigning rebuke. "What were you thinking, going out alone? What if something happened..."

Brett sank into the couch. Even in his fatigue, he maintained his impeccable posture, not showing a hint of exhaustion.

He picked up a throw pillow and prepared to put it back, but then he held it up to his nose. There was a faint, delicate scent on it. Not perfume, but the natural fragrance of a girl. Sweet, like the scent of oranges...

Brett raised an eyebrow, giving a faint smile. "If something happens, wouldn't that be a perfect excuse to drop all these responsibilities? You have no idea how tired

I am of dealing with so many people and so many problems every day."

Donny poured him a cup of tea, patiently listening to his complaints. He knew that Mr. Brett would only speak so freely in front of him. In front of others, Mr. Brett was always flawless.

After a few words, Brett prepared to take a bath.

Donny helped him with his shirt, then suddenly asked, "Would you like Ms. Olea to come and keep you company?"

Olea. A famous, beautiful, and graceful actress from the theater. She got along well with Mr. Brett. She often accompanied him when he visited Peterborough.

Brett was on his way to the bathroom when he heard this. He pondered for a few seconds before replying, "No need. I'm not in the mood."

gently, "Sometimes, you

this, Brett turned around, his voice filled with a touch of mockery. "Did she ask you to play mediator? She's fine but a bit too cunning for my

was quite nice, but ultimately, it was up to Mr.

of running water came from the bathroom. Taking the hint, Donny left. A man in his 40s surely had some

of emotions, he leaned

and the beautiful women ready for his affection, he simply wasn't in the mood. When he

truly innocent and did not understand men at

Horigan Mansion.

bed. She shuffled closer, resting her head on

you

pinched her cheek. "You're still calling

of Eloise's relationship with Max had initially been met with disapproval from their father, Parker. After all, the situation was delicate, and as a father, favoring one child over another

solution was simple, they

Brett's visit stirred things up, igniting Parker's stubbornness. Oh, so the Noland family

was worried about Eloise and did not want her to be around Dwight. Plus, Landon

stroked her hair, softly

snuggled against him, giving a soft

had called him, telling him about what happened yesterday. He figured that given Brett's status and reputation, he probably viewed Orlena as

Plus, having something

stayed with her for lunch before

had never worked a

the afternoon, she roamed

eventually growing bored and

to drive

around, eventually ending up outside the hotel where Brett

Why was she here?

dazed, her

Who wanted to be suitable for him anyway? She only cared about him because he was Eloise's

its license plate

blinked, and

front seat. He glanced in the rearview mirror,