To Be Yours Again by Taylor

Chapter 682 What Do You Want?

More importantly, the Britts were also present. By saying she'd always liked James, Jolene basically admitted to making a fool out of the Britts when she previously agreed to the engagement with Brandon.

Many people surreptitiously stole glances at the Britts in the hall to see their expressions. As expected, they clearly weren't thrilled.

Brandon didn't exactly like Jolene, but at that moment, everyone looked at him with a sympathetic expression as if they were sorry that he'd been fooled.

He'd initially decided not to pursue the matter, but if he left it at that, everyone would think he was too afraid of the Walters to retaliate. Wanting to uphold his dignity, he raised his glass and walked toward Jolene.

At that moment, Jolene was busy socializing and receiving well wishes. Tonight was easily the most glorious day in her whole life. Regardless of what others said, she was basically half a Windsor now, and she'd successfully elevated herself to a higher status. Even if those people were secretly envious of her, they could only put on a fake smile and congratulate her.

"You're quite good at scheming, Miss Walter," Brandon said. That was the first time the two met and talked after the incident with James happened.

to face Brandon and had been avoiding him. At the same time, Brandon didn't look for her either. Now, on this occasion, she couldn't hide from him even if she wanted to. They were bound to see each other there

she inexplicably felt a little frightened. "Mr. Britt, I'm sorry about what happened before. You know, at that time, I was forced

settle down so quickly. Now, she was saying

Only they knew what had happened between them. Fortunately, she didn't leave any evidence. Therefore,

to continue pestering her?" Jolene's friend spoke up. Previously, they'd thought Brandon was

Mr. Britt. If you really like Jo, you should wish her well," another friend

who remained silent. He snorted and said nothing; he

sigh of relief.

you're too nice. It was obviously Brandon who'd been pestering you. Why did you even speak to him so politely?" One of her friends was particularly angry. If one didn't know better, one would have thought that

and didn't say

quite a lot to drink that night. She stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and adjusted her dress. It was her big day, and she wanted to make

a figure appeared behind her and hugged