Beverley felt like her soul was falling to the bottom of the cliff. Emma had indeed told her about this marriage beforehand. However, she thought there was still time for further discussion. It turned out that the woman had already decided on the marriage well in advance.
What should Beverley do now? Her chest became sore. How could Emma do this? Hadn’t she given even the slightest consideration to her feelings? “Bev ....” Katy didn’t know what to say. She rubbed Beverley’s back gently, hoping to calm her down a little. “I have to see Emma,” Beverley said suddenly. Her gaze turned icy. She grasped the invitation paper, along with a folded letter that she had yet to read. She straightened her back and tried to strengthen her resolve. “I’ll drive you.” Katy grabbed her car keys, and the two of them walked out of the room. Katy left a few messages for the café cashier before walking away. Katy’s café was quite a distance from Beverley’s father’s house. She had been working as a manager at the café and lived in a condominium not far from it. The car continued to drive, showing the shadows of the buildings on the side of the road. Beverley looked out the window in a huff. There was only one more night left for her to be single. If she kept quiet, she might become a wife tomorrow. A stranger’s wife. Beverley rubbed her face roughly. Before she knew it, they had arrived in front of a luxurious three-story house. Her anger surged when she saw the house. Why didn’t Emma sell the house to pay off her debts and leave some of the money to buy a more modest house? She quickly got out of the car and sprinted to the house. Her grip on the invitation became stronger. “Emma!” She rang the doorbell several times. “Calm down a bit, Bev,” Katy said softly. “How can I calm down? Katy, she’s treating me like shit,” Beverley retorted, her eyes already red. Moments later, the closed door finally opened. The person who appeared there was not Emma, but a middle-aged woman wearing the uniform of a servant. “Miss?” “Aunt Jane, where’s Emma?” asked Beverley, to the point. “Since she left this afternoon, madam hasn’t come home at all,” replied Aunt Jane, which made Beverley groan in frustration. Where has she gone? “Bev, maybe you could meet your dad while you wait for Emma to come home,” Katy said. Finally, Beverley nodded slowly. They both stepped inside. The large-looking house felt very cold. There was no warmth at all as if no one was in residence. “Aunt Jane, does Emma always leave like this?” Beverley gave the servant a serious look. “During the day, Madame is always at home. However, at night, she will sometimes go out.” Beverley could only sigh. After that, she went to see her father, who was lying in the bedroom. The man looked older and thinner. One side of his face was drooping. “Dad ....” Beverley flashed a big smile as if nothing had happened. She hugged her father, who was staring at her silently. There was a look of confusion on the old man’s face. “You must be wondering why I’m coming home so early. I was supposed to return on Monday, but I missed you so much,” she whispered as she took James’ hand. The man wanted to speak, but his condition made it difficult. “Dad, I’m only here for a few minutes. Katy’s outside too. Actually, I also want to meet with....” Her sentence was cut short when she heard the sound of several cars pulling up in front of the house. Had Emma finally returned? Beverley looked out the window. It was already getting dark; it was already dusk. She got up and stepped closer to the window. Emma’s car was there, but there were other cars stopped in front of the house as well. “Dad, I’m going to see Emma for a minute. I love you, Dad.” She kissed James on the cheek, then walked out of the room. Beverley ran down the stairs. When she reached the bottom floor, Emma stepped inside, followed by several men dressed in black. Who were those men? “Good! So you really are here,” Emma said as she looked at Beverley. “What’s this?” Beverley held up the ivory-yellow invitation in her hand. “Are you out of your mind?! Since when did you plan this?!” “Honey, I did my best to take care of our family. I’m sorry if I let you down,” Emma regretted. Of course, it was just an act. In reality, she felt absolutely no pity or compassion for Beverley. “Stop saying that. You’re so disgusting!” “You can call me disgusting or whatever, but it would be best if you packed up now. Mr. Oliver’s men are already here, and they probably won’t wait much longer. Right?” Emma asked the men in black. They nodded with flat faces. Beverley finally understood. So, those men wanted to take her now. Forcibly take her to Oliver’s family home to be married off tomorrow. What the hell were they doing? Beverley opened her mouth, but not a single sentence came out. She didn’t know what to say. Everything was too shocking and left her heart reeling. “Emma, shouldn’t you consider this matter first?” Katy, who had been silent, finally began to speak up. She could no longer bear to see her best friend treated like that. Emma smiled sweetly. “Hi, Katy. I’m her mom. So, I know what’s best for her,” she said casually. “But it’s not the best! I don’t want it!” growled Beverley angrily. She immediately tore up the ivory-yellow invitation letter. “I’m not going!” Another folded piece of paper finally fell to the floor. Emma, who saw it, immediately picked it up. She quickly opened it and read what was written there. Her expression turned brighter. “Look, you have to read this letter, Bev.” Beverley immediately grabbed the letter and tore it up without reading it first. She was fed up. Fed up with everything that was happening. She wanted to disappear from this place. However, she knew that was impossible. “Fool!” Emma became furious. “Are you going to get ready now or are they going to drag you away?!” “I’m not going with them!” screeched Beverley loudly. Her eyes turned red. Her breathing rose and fell erratically. “Katy, let’s get out of here!” She immediately grabbed Katy’s hand and strode towards the exit. However, how could the men in black let her? They immediately gave chase. One of them moved to grab Beverley’s hand firmly and drag her away from Katy. A few others blocked her and kept Katy away from her. “Miss, we can get rough with you if you get tough,” said the big man who had grabbed her hand. Beverley gritted her teeth. Her eyes immediately glared. “Let go of my hand!” The black-clad man exchanged glances with his colleagues. They looked like they were making a deal. A moment after that, they suddenly dragged Beverley out of the house and pushed her into the car. “Let go of me, you bastards!” Beverley tried to scream out loud. She struggled to break free. Unfortunately, her struggle was in vain. Two large men held her down. Their strength clearly surpassed hers. Beverley’s eyes heated up. In her desperation, she could only scream and hope for someone’s help. Unfortunately, the world was too blind. No one came to her aid.One man in black pushed Beverley out of the car. No more screams came out of her mouth. No more crying or pleading of any kind. She realized it was a futile struggle.She stood up, staring at the big house in front of her. No, it was no ordinary house. One would more appropriately call it a mansion. The mansion looked very grand and elegant. A bone-white color dominated the exterior.Was it the Oliver family’s residence? Beverley did not know. Although it was a place filled with luxury, she did not feel attracted. She could not afford to spend her life there with someone she did not like at all.The night wind blew her hair. Her heart was pounding. Her feelings became erratic. Was this still real? Perhaps it was just a dream when she accidentally slept at the cafe table.“Miss, please come in.”The voice instantly broke Beverley’s reverie. She let out a long breath. “This was not a dream.” She finally stepped into the large mansion. Two men in black followed her from behind.The entran
This is bad! Beverley wanted to turn around and run as far as she could. However, Brent's pair of black eyes seemed to nail her in place. Her legs became weak and…. And she couldn't escape! Oh my, what should she do now? "Why are you just silent?" Emma whispered emphatically. Everyone in the venue turned their heads and looked at Beverley curiously. She didn't want her stepdaughter to embarrass her. Beverley glared at Emma. She gritted her teeth in anger. She wanted so badly to curse that woman. However, it couldn't be done because everyone was focused on her. Finally, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. If she really had to marry that jerk, then so be it. There was nothing she could do for now. For the first time in her life, she completely surrendered to fate. Her feet wouldn't move, but they continued to be forced until she finally arrived in front of the man. Brent Oliver. The sharp-eyed man who had been secretly haunting her for months. Beverley's eyes turned red. H
Beverley turned her face out the window to avoid Brent's piercing gaze. Her brow furrowed as she realized the car she was in was not making its way to Brent's house. She felt quite confused. Where will the man take her to? Despite being curious, Beverley refrained from asking. She didn't want to look anxious or worried in front of the man. Whatever the circumstances, she wanted to be a calm and indifferent woman. Moments later, their car stopped in the basement of a luxury hotel. Brent turned to look at Beverley. "Don't go anywhere. Stay here and don't make trouble!” he hissed coldly. Beverley didn't answer. She just watched the man leave with narrowed eyes. Where will the man go? Suddenly her vision caught something suspicious. Not far ahead, Brent seemed to meet a woman. The woman was wearing a red dress that was quite revealing. If there wasn't a long coat covering her body, maybe her body would be exposed. The woman was wearing sunglasses and a black fedora hat. Although her f
That day Katy's cafe seemed quite busy. When Beverley got there, the patrons and cafe staff immediately turned to look at her. Her current appearance was too flashy. And that made her hard to ignore."Oh my gosh!" Katy, who was initially recapitulating financial data, immediately ran over to Beverley. Her expression looked surprised and worried. "Honey, what happened to you?!"Beverley shook her head limply before finally settling into a chair away from the cafe patrons. Sweat was already soaking her body. She felt tired and thirsty after walking so far."Give me some cold water, please," she begged Katy. She removed the white bride veil from her head and a few other hair accessories.Without asking much, Katy immediately ordered her cafe staff to fetch cold water for Beverley. Moments later, a bottle of cold water was placed on the table.Beverley immediately took a sip of the water. Finally, her thirst was quenched. She took a deep breath. "You know, this is really ridiculous."Katy
Brent's gaze grew colder. He took his phone and placed it on the table. "Do you know your current status?" he asked, holding back a growl. The muscles in his neck seemed to tighten. Obviously, he was furious.Beverley glanced at Brent's cell phone only to see her picture on it—a photo of her still in her wedding dress, on the side of the road, messy and barefoot. Part of her face was covered by a veil, but her spectacular wedding dress was sure to be recognized by those in the business community."Why does it look like Mr. Oliver's bride's dress?""Did Mr. Oliver's wife run away from her marriage or what?"People will think like that if the photo manages to debut on social media. Yeah, unless they think Brent ordered a cheap dress of the same ten designs. But it certainly did not seem like the arrogant style of Mr. Brent Oliver.Beverley felt a little satisfied at the sight of Brent's anger, though she had to say it was also a little scary. The man had made her suffer enough today, an
The atmosphere was quiet again. Beverley put down her fork and touched the black folder on the table. Just imagining its contents made her head go numb. Why is that man so annoying?On the first page: The wife must be kind to the husband and the husband's family.Beverley snorted.On page two: The wife must act like wives should when appearing in public.Beverley snorted again. Her face became even more sullen.On page three: The wife should not interfere in the husband's personal matters, and the husband will do the same.This time, Beverley agreed. That means they won't meddle in each other's personal affairs. Then she turned to the next sheet.On page four: The wife should not travel alone at night."No," Beverley protested. "Why can't I travel at night?"Brent looked at her flatly. "Unless you want to be kidnapped or harmed by my business rivals. And if that happened, I wouldn't care."Beverley snorted. What kind of person is Brent? If the man was a mafia, then she believed there
"Oh, wasn't that your wife who was caught walking around while still wearing her wedding dress?" Brent's girlfriend's voice was so loud that Beverley could hear it. Her tone was sarcastic and mocking. It was a little annoying, but Beverley wanted nothing to do with her. She just narrowed her eyes and walked away. "Wait a minute!" Brent's girlfriend tries to stop Beverley. She walked over to her, holding Brent's hand. "Miss Holmes, why are you in such a hurry?" Beverley took a deep breath. She stopped her footsteps without turning back. "Sorry, but I have other, more important business." "Oh, dear Brent, look how your wife talks to me. She won't even look at me." Natalie complained spoiledly to Brent. The man kissed her briefly on the lips and then walked over to Beverley. "Where are you going?" "Unfortunately, it is a working day. So, I have to go to work," Beverley replied nonchalantly. She was preparing to continue her walk when suddenly Brent grabbed her by the wrist. "Let go
Beverley felt very upset and worried. She kept herself still all the way until the car she was in arrived at the nearest police station. She was just about to get off when Brent suddenly reached out to her."What?" she immediately asked."Lend me your phone," Brent said."What for?"Brent snorted. "You will find out later."She hesitated for a moment. But after thinking for a while, she finally gave her phone to him. "Don't open what you shouldn't open!"Brent just glanced at her sarcastically before getting out of the car. He dialed several numbers to call someone. Moments later, Beverley approached him just after he finished the call."Who are you calling?""Someone more useful," Brent replied flatly. His words just sounded as if Beverley were completely useless. That made her feel even more irritated.'Aren't you the one who caused all of this? You even have to ask someone else for help to solve this. You are as useless as me!’ She grumbled inside.Brent didn't know and didn't care