Tangled Temptations

Chapter 328

At two in the afternoon, Donny came to pick him up.

Once they were in the car, Donny couldn't resist teasing, "You're looking mighty chipper today!"

Brett smirked modestly, "Just a young lady giving me a hard time. Where's the chipper in that? It's more tiring than anything!"

Donny chuckled suggestively.

After the meeting, Brett emerged, his face a dark storm.

Donny approached him, asking in a low voice, "Something wrong?"

"Let's talk in the car."

Once inside, Brett closed the car window curtains before letting out a sigh, "Remember the project from half a year ago?"

Donny's gaze was intense.

Brett quietly undid a button on his shirt, his voice oppressed, "I recommended Merlin Tucker! But today, during the meeting, we got news that Merlin and his wife were killed in an unexplained car crash."

Donny froze, taking a moment to process the information.

Brett lit a cigarette, but his hand was trembling. It took him a while before he could take a drag. What he didn't tell Donny was that the bodies of Merlin and his wife had clear signs of a violent altercation. In the end, Merlin had protected the project data with his life, and that of his wife.

Someone had to take over the project. Brett was the chosen one; he had no choice but to accept the responsibility.

He held the cigarette with shaking hands, slowly inhaling. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a velvet box. He had planned to propose to Orlena today, with the idea of getting married after the New Year.

But now, could he still do it? The image of Merlin's wife's brutal death lingered in his mind, refusing to leave.

Even though he didn't say it outright, Donny, being a man of the world, had a hunch. He remained silent.

Just then, their black Audi was jolted violently, causing Brett in the back seat to lurch forward.

The car stopped, and a man in black on a bicycle was looking into the car, his gaze piercing through it.

The driver cursed and made to get out of the car.

Brett, fighting a headache, stopped him, "Don't get out!" Getting out would be more dangerous!

Sure enough, after seeing the car not moving, the man rode off.

Donny climbed into the back seat, checking on Brett's injuries, "Mr. Brett, how do you feel?"

Brett, clutching his ribs, seemed to have broken one. His face was expressionless, his voice bitter, "In the short time it took for the meeting, they received news. This overseas company is really audacious!"

He wanted to catch these people and avenge Merlin and his wife, but for now, he had to focus on his own safety.

His phone rang. It was Orlena. Brett hesitated for a moment before answering, speaking softly, "Orlena, something urgent came up in Brockville. I have to go back."

Orlena was understandably disappointed. So was Brett. However, he dared not go to the apartment now. How many eyes were watching him?

He gently soothed her for a moment.

"Have someone watch her until she gets home

Donny nodded.

Brett checked into a private hospital in Brockville. A broken rib and a concussion meant he should rest,

the morning, Donny came in after

and you're still smoking? Go to bed and

continuing, "There's always more work

he spoke, he noticed the engagement

romance with a young girl! Four years, what will I be like in four years? Orlena, although I always say she's young, she's already 28. In four years, she'll be in her early thirties... She can't afford

if those people found out about Orlena. He

dare to say a word. He knew

hospital. The day he was discharged, Orlena called him. He looked at the number for a long

hung up, his heart ached. He thought, his darling

cry, wouldn't

...

girl was easy. He didn't coldly reject her all at once, but slowly began to ignore her, tormenting her and causing himself a

to his busy life, reconnecting with Mr.

the old

Early spring.

got through to Brett, and when she did,

didn't have the courage to confront him. She could only regularly go to

she would wait all day, forgetting

saw news

Ms. Olea. After her performance, Ms. Olea changed into a beautiful dress, and Brett stood by her side with his arm around her waist,

from her hands. So, he was in Peterborough,

up in the corners, but she still dialed his number. She

at the club. When his phone rang, he paused his card game

others teased him, "What's this? Your

smiling gracefully, "Just a

instructing, "Ms. Olea, could you answer

Olea was a bit confused, but as a woman, she sensed that Mr. Brett had a special relationship with this Orlena. For a while, Mr. Brett had been rather cold towards her, but for

she knew the truth-that his warmth was but a façade. Behind closed

up the phone, for goodness' sake!" Brett

voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. "Oh, Ms. Horigan, how delightful! Brett's out

the other end, Orlena's breathing audibly quickened. After

up.

poker hand paused midair for a moment. Then he chuckled, "Kids these days, can't keep their cool for long. Always calling... so

laughter was chilling,

he got into his car. "Where to, Mr. Brett?" Donny asked in

in thought. Finally, he muttered, "Let's swing

held such sweet memories. As expected, Orlena was still there. She had fallen asleep at the dining table. The stains of tears still wet on

in the doorway, his heart aching for her.

Why hadn't she gone

gently. But she stirred

stared at him in

spilling over. But

looking at him,

twisted. He settled her on the couch, gently stroking her hair.

"Orlena, stop waiting for

him blankly, a bit