Tangled Temptations

Chapter 319

Two months later.

Pauline loved her theater. Her favorite leading lady, Miss Olea, was performing in three plays that month.

However, poor Pauline fell ill, so she passed her tickets to Orlena, asking her to deliver a basket of flowers and bring back a signed playbill.

Orlena had no better plans, so she accepted. In the afternoon, she invited Eloise to join her.

Lately, the tension between Elois and Harvey had lessened, and she always had a soft spot for Orlena. To make it even more fun, she brought Veronica along.

They were going to the Pearl Opera, the best opera house in town.

That day, Miss Olea's performance was so impeccable that the audience gave her thunderous applause. But Orlena couldn't help being bored. She would've left if it wasn't for her mother's request for a signed playbill.

When the show was over, Miss Olea retreated backstage. Once there, she was like a different person, casually telling her assistant, "I'm not seeing fans today. Tell them to come back another day."

Miss Olea came from a prestigious opera family, so she had a certain air of elegance and pride about her, making her inaccessible to ordinary fans.

Her assistant, however, seemed troubled and softly said, "Well, there's one fan you might want to meet."

Intrigued, Miss Olea asked, "Who is so important that I have to meet them?"

"It's Miss Horigan. Her mother is ill and couldn't make it, so they wanted a signed playbill."

Upon hearing this, Miss Olea paused, then her face bloomed into a smile. "Ah, Miss Horigan. Yes, I should meet her. Pauline always gives face when it comes to my plays. Bring her backstage, and I'll sign her playbill."

She lifted the curtain and walked inside. Inside, a male voice with elegance could be heard.

Meanwhile, Orlena and her group followed their assistant to the backstage area. Ms. Olea was truly astonished. A long corridor was filled with flower baskets, numbering in the hundreds. Among them, the majority were sent by a certain Mr. Brett, with a surprising count of 32.

Mr. Brett... Orlena's heart skipped a beat. Was this the same Mr. Brett she was thinking of?

Following Orlena's gaze, the assistant chuckled and said, "Mr. Brett is an old friend of Miss Olea's. Whenever he's in Peterborough, he always comes to support her. I heard Mr. Brett is quite influential and doesn't usually mingle with the common crowds. Only Miss Olea has that privilege."

Orlena listened quietly, suddenly with an urge to leave. But they were already at the dressing room door. The assistant ushered them in with a smile. "Miss Horigan is here."

The scene inside took Orlena by surprise.

form-fitting dress, her long,

handsome and gentle. He held a golden hairpin in his hand, lightly touching Miss Olea's hair. It was an intimate scene, and it

shocked. She hadn't expected to witness

this Brett was different from the one she knew.

well. Despite Eloise being there, he put

stayed silent, her lips trembling slightly, unwilling

glancing between Brett and Orlena. To her knowledge, they didn't have much interaction. But the familiar tone in Brett's

with awkward social situations, so he defused the tension. "I didn't know Ms. Orlena was coming too. Mr. Brett was

to make things more difficult, so she simply

to Eloise, also sensed the

Miss Olea offered, "Why don't I host a dinner for everyone at Tango's Tapas Bar

spoke, she opened her fan, and the scent of her perfume filled the

anyone could respond, Orlena spoke up, "I have

Donny quickly offered, "I'll

and colds, too, but I don't see you offering to help me." Though she

smiled, "Aren't there enough people around you to

"If I had a headache or a cold, you

turned ghostly

steered the conversation away from the tension, and they all ended up at Tango's Tapas Bar. They were led to a

Olea, hoping to marry into the Noland family, was

piece of steamed pork rib in her bowl. At

the two pieces of ribs,

meat.

children should eat

Orlena was the

restroom, and as soon as she was inside,

couldn't help but

upset but knew she had no right to be angry. Seeing the scene today made her

such humiliation? She hated Brett now

opened and then gently locked. She was still crying, her small face pale white, and her

entered and locked the door. She stared at him blankly

gentle. "Are you

at him. She couldn't forget the image of him with Ms. Olea and the flirtatious

such

with you, why would I be