All Chapters of Better Brother, Better Life: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

To Phoebe, Alexandra was different from anyone else. She had never imagined relying on someone else, yet she was willing to let go of everything and lean on Alexandra.And she had her own strength, too. She could be the one Alexandra leaned on. They protected each other and always stood behind one another, no matter what happened."When we're old, we'll travel the world together, just the two of us," Phoebe said."Sounds good. I'll stick with you until the day I die."Phoebe and Alexandra drank, dreaming about the future the way they used to back in college. Of course, they weren't the same people anymore. They were more mature now, more confident. The future was right there in front of them.…They had no idea how long they'd been drinking when Phoebe's phone rang. It was Gideon. He said, "I'm here."Phoebe had built up her alcohol tolerance after Melinda's death—it was pretty solid now. But that night, she was definitely buzzed. Having someone pick her up felt safer."I… I'm

Gideon lifted his gaze, meeting Phoebe's eyes in the rearview mirror. He asked, "Are you awake now?"Her usually cool, sharp eyes had lost their edge that night. They looked softer and gentler, like quiet moonlight spilling over everything."Do you think I'm awesome?" she asked out of nowhere.Gideon had never had this kind of casual conversation with Phoebe. Questions like that were the kind of thing one would ask a close friend. With Phoebe, their talks had always been careful and restrained."You are," he said."Then, do you think I'm a badass?""Very."However, Phoebe wasn't satisfied. "You're so insincere. You're just humoring me."Gideon blinked in thought. Fair. She wasn't fully awake.He parked the car smoothly and came around to open the back door. Phoebe was slumped against the seat, clearly not planning to move anytime soon. The corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "Come on. Get out."The Phoebe he knew was always proactive about everything. He knew that it was mos

If Phoebe didn't like someone, she would never let things get close and easy the way Alexandra did with Simon. Instead, she would keep that subtle, almost imperceptible distance from everyone.She was clear-headed, restrained, dignified, and principled.Gideon had zero doubt that if he ever pulled anything as shameless as Simon had, Phoebe would have him out the door in a heartbeat.She had her own rules. Even in a fake relationship, she wouldn't budge on moving in with him. That was one hard lesson she'd learned from her marriage and divorce.She had her own place, her own things to do, her own friends, and her family. Her past with Connor was a warning, and right now, love was the last thing she needed.All Gideon could do now was stay by her side. Living together and having her be his fake girlfriend for two years… Getting this far already felt like a win to Gideon.Phoebe took her commitments seriously, so naturally, she would keep her word. Two years was plenty.In his head

"Mr. Blackwood, you should get some rest," Phoebe said.Her soft voice yanked Gideon back from the edge just as his last shred of restraint was about to snap. Reality crashed in.The dark intensity in his eyes vanished in an instant, like a startled animal retreating into the shadows.He was secretly grateful that she was drunk, or she would've clearly read the look in his eyes. If she'd seen it, he wouldn't have faced the question of whether she loved him—he would've had to worry about whether she would find him repulsive. Would she think that he was some scheming, calculating creep who'd been playing the long game all along?Gideon forced his emotions down, caging the beast inside once more until he was back to his usual calm, composed self."Sleep well," he said. Then, he turned and left, closing the bedroom door behind him.Phoebe massaged her throbbing temples. For a split second just now, she'd felt like prey locked in the gaze of a predator. A chill had raced down her spin

"You're really fixated on Ian, huh?" Evan asked.Connor sneered. "I'm going to take my time digging into him. Something will eventually turn up."His main goal right now was sorting out the mess with Russell Group. The actual financial hit wasn't huge—the matter was just complicated enough to require time and careful handling to clean up properly.Things were mostly wrapped up now, so he could head back soon. Still, he wanted dirt on Connor. Even if he found something solid, it might not make Gideon pay any real price. The whole thing felt pointless.However, there was a knot of resentment in Connor's chest. Gideon had played him, and he wasn't about to swallow the loss quietly. At the very least, he wanted Philip to know that his so-called "perfect" grandson wasn't any better than the rest of them.Evan picked up a stack of files on Connor's desk, flipped through them casually, then snorted. "Ansel really is useless. He can't even handle such a trivial matter."Ansel was actuall