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.

Donny, "Have someone watch her until she

Donny nodded.

a concussion meant he should rest, but he couldn't sleep. He stood by the window smoking, standing there for most of the

the morning, Donny came

seriously injured, and you're still smoking? Go to

helped Brett into bed, continuing, "There's always more

noticed the engagement

playing at 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

about what would happen if those people found out about Orlena. He couldn't

He knew Mr.

only spent three days in the hospital. The day he was discharged, Orlena called him. He looked at the number for a long time before quietly

his heart ached. He thought, his darling girl must think that her Brett doesn't want her

would cry, wouldn't

...

her all at once, but slowly began to

busy life, reconnecting with Mr. Moreno

was becoming the old Mr.

Early spring.

got through to Brett, and

coldness towards her, but she didn't have the courage to

wait all day,

she saw news

her performance, Ms. Olea changed into a beautiful dress, and

newspaper slipped from her hands. So, he was in Peterborough, but didn't come to see

corners, but she still dialed his number. She needed an

his phone rang, he paused his card

Moreno and the others teased him, "What's this? Your

smiling gracefully, "Just a kid, how long could her interest

play, casually instructing, "Ms. Olea, could you answer that

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 some reason, they had

truth-that his warmth was but a façade.

for goodness' sake!" Brett

no other choice, Ms. Olea took the call, her voice dripping with saccharine sweetness. "Oh, Ms. Horigan, how delightful! Brett's out at the club. Why don't you

breathing audibly quickened. After a beat,

up.

"Kids these days, can't keep their cool for

chilling, his

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

stared out the window, lost in thought. Finally, he muttered,

the place that once held such sweet memories. As expected, Orlena was still there.

heart aching for her. How long

him? Why hadn't she

moved towards her, picking her up gently. But she stirred at his

brimming with tears, stared at him

tears spilling over. But she didn't dare make a sound,

looking at him,

twisted. He settled her on the couch, gently

was soft. "Orlena, stop waiting

him blankly, a