Tangled Temptations

Chapter 320

The atmosphere inside the private booth was unexplainably tense. Brett's handsome fingers were gently caressing a card, his face sporting an unreadable expression, that left everyone guessing his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Orlena stood defiantly at the door, her eyes brimming with tears. She looked pitiful, just like a little puppy.

Slowly, Brett rose from his seat and began to walk towards the door. Ms. Olea seemed to sense something and called out to him, "Brett!"

But Brett seemed oblivious. He continued to stride towards the door, his voice gentle and warm, "Why did you follow me here?"

Orlena just stood there, looking at him. And at everyone else in the room. And at Ms. Olea. Finally, she managed to squeeze out a sentence, "I forgot to get your autograph!"

It was an obvious lie. Everyone in the room could see that, but nobody dared to call her out, because Brett's feelings for this young girl were clearly different.

Brett smiled slowly, then turned to Ms. Olea, "Ms. Olea, this is your fault! Quickly sign something for her, so she can go home and complete her mission."

Ms. Olea was a master of social etiquette. She immediately opened her handbag, took out a fragrant picture of herself, signed it, and then walked over to Orlena, joking, "Brett is right, it was my fault!"

Orlena softly thanked her. She refused to look at Brett again, but he kept his gaze on her.

When she said goodbye, Brett arranged for someone to send her home.

"No need!" She shook her head, "I drove here."

Without saying anything more, Brett reached out, as if he wanted to touch her hair, but finally put his hand down, and smiled faintly, "Drive safely."

She nodded, turned around and left.

From beginning to end, there wasn't a single word of blame or resentment between them. Because such words are meant for lovers, and she and Brett, were nothing. Even her feelings for him were not allowed.

The luxurious brass doors slowly closed. He was inside, surrounded by luxury and beautiful women.

And she was on her own, her shadow stretching long under the crystal chandelier in the corridor.

The room became lively again.

Ms. Olea was still nestled next to Brett, serving him with the same tender affection, while Mr. Moreno joked, "We should've kept the girl here. Brett, she's your exclusive little tail. How could you let her go?"

Brett made a few casual jokes, but he felt a restlessness that shouldn't have been there.

"I'm done playing!" In the end, he pushed the cards away, ending the social gathering.

The room fell silent.

After a while, Ms. Olea managed to smile, speaking softly, "Are you feeling

I'll help you relax. You're always

quickly agreed, "Yes, let Ms. Olea take care of

her. He didn't care

to light a

on the sofa, closing

tightly wrapped in a dress, and her soft breasts on full display, making her incredibly

for a while, but the more he listened, the more

his legs, pleading softly, "Stay with me tonight,

tempting woman, but all Brett could think of was a certain young girl, who was on the verge of tears but still trying to act

and casually said, "I have a ton of work to do tomorrow. I don't think I

Olea was not happy. He was clearly just

her with a gentle, "I'm

stomped her foot angrily, but didn't dare

Donny was already waiting for him by the

got into the car without answering. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Do you think she'll be mad

he realized who Brett was talking about, and laughed along, "She's just a kid; she'll forget about it

long

and ordered softly, "Drive to Horigan

was late

had just laid down when a servant knocked

also put on a robe, but was stopped by her husband. Parker gritted his teeth, "That Brett, he must be having some trouble. That's why he's coming here

had no choice but to deal

was not yet arranged, so

on a friendly face, "So it's Eloise's uncle Brett! How could you not tell me when you

looking as elegant as ever. He smiled slightly, "It's not too

froze. Now? Was he joking? It was almost ten

down the stairs. She was wearing a pure white lace

It was Orlena.

the voices and came down to see what was going on, only to

Why was he here?

looked at her with a smile, as if he was looking

father didn't notice. Parker instructed the butler to prepare dinner, and told his daughter, "You're here,

lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound. She turned around

about it, Brett." Brett watched her go upstairs, smiling, "She's just a

Parker kept him company for an hour or so.

hours, Donny helped Brett into the

he leaned back on the car seat, he thought about how he had to return to Brockville in the morning, but

a few rings, Brett gently hung up. A dull pain filled his

telling everyone around him she was just a younger acquaintance, he couldn't deny he treated her differently. He couldn't give her his heart, but he still

blow in, hoping it would clear his head. After a while, he put on a calm front and joked