The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 169: A Kiss In Return 

"Where are you going?"

Before Ayla could walk away, Brian grabbed her arm.She didn't try to struggle at all.

"Mr.Clark, pulling my arm like this when we're in the office is inappropriate. I suggest you let me go.Don't forget what you promised me last time."

Ayla had gotten adept at threatening Brian.

But he didn't mind.He would let her do what she wanted to do for now.

During daytime, he submitted to her rules, but at night, it was the other way around.

As he let go of her hand, he said, "Do you need me to drive for you?"

"That's not necessary."

With that, Ayla walked out of the office without even glancing back at him.

Brian knew her well.

Even if she didn't say a word, it didn't necessarily mean that she wasn't going to do anything about what happened in the warehouse.

Once Ayla had gotten out, she hailed a cab to Prario and went straight to the underground warehouse.

When she told the guard her name, he opened the door for her.

If it weren't for the fact that Brian had informed the guard ahead of time, maybe she wouldn't have been able to get in.

As she stood at the door of the warehouse, she saw the messy pile of clothes on the floor.

'Was there a thief here?’

"What the hell happened here?" she asked the security guard.

"Miss Woodsen, this happened on the day you had an accident.Mr.Clark told us not to move anything, and I wait for you to examine the situation," said the guard honestly.

It turned out that Brian had deliberately let the mess be.

The scattered clothes all over the warehouse were f caused by the same person who assaulted Ayla.

Perhaps Brian already had an idea who the culprit might be, but he just didn't have enough evidence.

"Oh, I see.It's alright then.Carry on with your work.I'll clean this up."

Even if Ayla had no clue who did this, she still needed to clean it all up.

Maybe she might find the missing dress here.

She then squatted down, folding each of the clothes one by one, and arranged them by their original order.

Around ten minutes later, Brian also arrived at the warehouse.

He probably followed her here because he knew that she would definitely come here, whether it was for the missing dress or finding clues that might lead to the identity of her assailant.

"What are you doing here?"

Just as Ayla tried to pick up the clothes, a familiar hand reached out for the same one she was reaching for.

And as she expected, it was Brian.

"I'm here for the same reason as you have," he said flatly.

Then, he helped her pick up the clothes one by one.

It took them an hour and a half to finish cleaning up the warehouse.

Seeing as they had gotten everything in order, Ayla felt disappointed.

"The missing dress isn't here."

"You don't have to worry about that anymore.I've already asked the factory to make another one."

Brian didn't think that it was that big of a deal that the dress was missing.

Besides, it was definitely not an accident that the dress suddenly went missing.

Someone had certainly done it on purpose.

When Ayla raised her head to look at him, he didn't seem to be that interested in what was happening.

Did he really not care about anything? If he didn't care, then there was no need for him to assist her.

And yet, he still lent her a helping hand without a word.

"Is helping me worth it to you?"

Ayla didn't like how this felt.She felt like she was almost drowning in his love.

This feeling was what she feared the most.Was it possible that Brian would manage to steal her heart again?

"Of course, it is.But I don't offer my assistance for free." Brian held her waist, pulling her closer to him.

He leaned over, passionately kissing her to the point that she almost suffocated.Her refusal offered no resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips and tongue had an irresistible charm that rendered her unable to refuse.

It even made her want to continue.

She never felt the same way from Lucas’ soft and delicate kiss.

Brian's was much too wild and domineering, tearing down her defenses like it was nothing.

That was why he was the winner.

No matter what the subject might be, he would beat her.

In all aspects, he was much more powerful than her.

Brian enjoyed seeing her so intoxicated by lust.

Whenever she was being like this, he would have the confidence that he could keep her by his side forever.

"How does it feel? Did you like it?" Brian's deep and charming voice pulled Ayla back to reality.

‘Did I lose control just now? Was one kiss from this heartless man enough to make her lose her mind? "You're blushing, so I'm going to assume that you enjoyed it," he said complacently.

Suddenly, he saw something twinkling in his peripheral vision.He decided to let her go, and then he walked towards the wall to pick up an earring.

What Brian held in his hand was a crystal earring.

Despite its simple shape, it still looked elegant.

It was definitely not cheap, and ordinary folk wouldn't be able to afford an earring of this quality.

Not long after, Ayla also took a look at the earring.

It was Linda's! Moreover, this same earring was the latest series of a well-known brand in Italy this year.

Only a limited number of it was distributed worldwide.

Back then, Linda had pulled some strings and managed to reserve a pair of the earrings.

Ayla didn't expect to see this earring here.

"You know whose earring this is, don't you?"

Judging by the horrified look in her eyes, he could tell that she knew who owned it.

Glancing back at Brian, Ayla said, "It's none of your business.Although, do you mind giving me that earring?"

She wanted to sort this problem out herself.

Unfortunately, he shook his head in refusal.

"What are you planning to do with it? Don't tell me that you're the one who dropped it?" said Brian.

He was only trying to protect this woman, but she was so stubborn.It was just an earring; it probably didn't mean anything significant.

"That's not mine."

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Ayla didn't have an earring like that,.and she had no reason to lie to Brian.

"Then you know who owns it.If you tell me who the owner is, I'll consider giving it to you.Otherwise, I won't."

He knew that the only way to get an answer out of her was to force it out of her.He was only doing this to keep her out of danger.

This kind of thing had already happened once, and he wasn't going to let it happen again.

But Ayla’s radar for danger was terrible.

All she could do was to pretend to be unafraid in front of him.He had to stop her from endangering herself.

A faint smile appeared on her face.

"Is that so? Then what if I manage to take it myself?"

If Ayla told Brian that Linda owned this earring, this problem might escalate into a catastrophe.She didn't want Yareli to suffer just because of Linda's antics.

That was why Ayla wanted to solve this on her own.

"If you manage to pry it from my hands, it’s all yours."

Brian folded his palm, firmly hiding the earring in his hand.

Ayla looked at him and lost her confidence upon seeing the devilish grin on his face.