All Chapters of In the arms of his brother : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter fifty one. Emery’s POV. Oh! I forget to mention that the clothes Austin got for me to change into was specifically a white dress. It’s a short elegant white dress with a deep V-neckline, and straps that appear to tie at the shoulders with tiny bows. The skirt side is short and flared with the hem having ruffled layers. The fabric which looks smooth and slightly thick gave my body the fitting it needed. I would give him an applause for the taste in dress. He wore a black suit, with a Rolex watch to go with his outfit.We got to the marriage bureau in Manhattan, Austin opened the door gracefully for me to come down, offered his hands which I accepted, and we entwined, walking together like the perfect couples. We walked into the building which had a large open waiting hall with rows of seating. There were several other couples who wanted to get married so we went to the service counter to submit a few documents, and waited for our turn. “We should take some pictures. Shal

Chapter fifty three.Emery’s pov. “I know the truth about the real father of your baby,” I remarked. Brielle’s body stiffened in silence, her eyes bulged out as she glared at me. This is the reaction I wanted from her. “Max is his name, right?” I grinned, giving her the confirmation she wanted. I walked closely to her face , “right?” At this point, she was already shivering in shock. She least expected this from me, and I think I hit her pinpoint. “H…how did you find out?” Her lips quivered, her muscles tensed up. I can’t possibly tell her how I overheard her conversation with Max. “I know more than you think,” I poked her chest, my mind reeling with satisfaction. Her face turned red and swollen. “How dare you threaten me?” She suddenly raised her voice. I only did what she was best at doing to people…especially Lucas. “I’m stating facts…not threatening you,” I muttered, trying to calm her down. “You think you’ve won, Emery?” her jaw clenched as she gritted her teeth. “You

Brielle’s pov. It took every ounce of my willpower to not spill out the information I have about Emery. The footage I took of Emery and Lucas at the hotel in New York is going to be a little revenge I have prepared for her at the due time. She surprised me out there, she has really worked on her courage. But, I need to clip her wings. How did she find out about Max? I thought I could use the recordings of the conversation between her and her mum, but now that she knows about Max too…I can’t risk it. Emery doesn’t have any evidence, but who knows ? It could raise suspicions.Rumors could spread fast. Now that Emery also knows the truth, the earlier I do something about Max, the better for me.Should I tell my mum the truth? My reputation is at stake. Everyone was clapping for Emery and Austin after their dance, but I stood by the bar , sipping my drink as I thought of a solution to my problem. “Beautiful performance,” Lucas' unusual clap drew my attention, drifting me out of my e

Chapter fifty seven.Lucas’s pov. My jaw dropped from the notification on my screen, followed by a trembling feeling on my hands. I didn’t expect a board meeting now. Everything is happening by surprise. Emery’s wedding. Now, the board meeting. I don’t even have time to process the heart break I just went through, I planned on skipping work today. How can Dad organize a board meeting without informing us beforehand? And after the scene I caused yesterday…I asked Brielle who was looking unbothered after checking her phone, “What extent did I go yesterday? Did I do something unforgivable?” “Hmm…looks like your Dad is ready to announce his heir,” she mocked. I knew she would like to rub my fears on my face. “I asked a question!” I growled, my patience growing thin as I clenched my fist beside me. “Maybe…I don’t know,” she said roughly, twisting the ends of her hair with one hand. I gazed at Brielle, still imagining how the hell we fucked. I mean…why would I mistake her for Emery?

Lucas’s POV.I hope that Dad will be fine. As my legs moved to and fro in front of the emergency ward, I tried to remain as calm as possible. I thought of many things. How did Dad happen to have an allergy despite the fact he has always been careful all these years. Who did this? Austin returned with his mom, and they were both looking suspicious. Austin’s shoulders shrugged as he looked everywhere, especially at the closed doors, but not at me; he heaved a sigh as his hands vanished into his pockets. What was urgent that Austin had to leave with his mum at this crucial hour? Georgia's eyes were rimmed red with grief, yet her hands trembled as she recoiled into the seat like she was hiding a secret or a sin. My eyes met occasionally with that of Emery…it was like she sympathized with me just by her look, and how she subconsciously held her tummy. Brielle, who was sitting in between Emery and Georgia, placed one of her elbows on top of her other palm as she bit her fingers. Bri