Chapter 97As the night descended, enveloping the scene in a shroud of darkness, the elegantly adorned venue teemed with guests, each adding their own lively presence to the party. Among them stood Bryan, poised and determined, mingling with the shareholders, his gaze fixed on the esteemed figure of President Asher, eager to leave a lasting impression.Among the crowd, Bryan's eyes caught sight of Jessica, radiant in the glow of the party lights, standing gracefully beside her parents. With a sense of anticipation, he made his way towards them, stepping into the circle of their familial embrace."Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Carl," Bryan greeted warmly, met with warm smiles from Jessica's parents as they acknowledged his presence. "Hi, Mr. Creston, thanks for the invitation," Mr. Carl replied cordially, his words carrying a sense of gratitude that was mirrored by Bryan's warm smile."It's nothing, you will be family soon. After Jessica gets married to my Sam, we'll be family," Mr. Creston ass
Jessica's heart raced as she processed the shocking revelation of his attempt at blackmail. The mere mention of it sent a shiver down her spine. She stared at him in disbelief, unable to comprehend how someone she trusted could stoop so low.As he smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint, Jessica felt a wave of anger rise within her. "Is that a blackmail?" His words hung in the air, heavy and loaded with malice.With a heavy heart, she replied, "Not a blackmail, but I think I learned that nothing goes for free." The bitter taste of betrayal lingered on her tongue, and she struggled to maintain her composure in front of him."Why are you doing this? Why did you want to drug them?" Her voice wavered with a mix of confusion and hurt as she sought to understand his motives. Despite the gravity of the situation, she couldn't bring herself to believe that he was capable of such deceitful actions."I know you are not a bad person, what happened now?" Her words were laced with desp
Bryan was taken aback by Betty's unexpected confessions and felt a wave of uncertainty sweep over him. The words lingered in the air, lingering in his mind, leaving him speechless and unsure of how to respond. "Let's discuss this later," he finally managed to articulate, his voice tinged with a sense of discomfort. The revelation had blindsided him, and he struggled to process the weight of what had just been revealed.As Betty released his hand and walked away, Bryan found himself in a daze, his thoughts swirling with confusion and disbelief. This turn of events had shifted the course of the evening, leaving him feeling disoriented and conflicted.Hannah, sensing Bryan's distress, hurried to his side, concern etched on her face as she reached out to comfort him in the midst of the unfolding drama. The atmosphere was tense as Bryan grappled with his emotions, unsure of how to navigate the tangled web of feelings that now surrounded him.“Hey, Bryan” She called out, and he went to mee
Bryan wondered why she cared and scoffed. He observed a hint of earnestness in her eyes as she spoke.“I know you might not want to accept it, but I want to use this as the beginning of a new friendship,” she stated, her voice laced with determination. Bryan's reaction was a sarcastic chuckle.“I said I was going to give you a chance to prove you are worthy of my trust. I never said we are friends. Don't force it; we'd rather take it a step at a time,” he advised, his tone firm. With that, he turned to walk away, leaving her to ponder his words.Hannah's voice was resolute as she spoke, hoping to convey her sincerity. "Trust me, I am not giving up. This should mark the beginning of our friendship," she uttered, her gaze holding a glimmer of hope. However, Bryan's reaction was not what she expected."Are you sure you didn't poison this? Or why are you trying to force it on me?" His words rang with suspicion, causing a sudden tension to fill the air. Hannah's heart fluttered with anxiet
Bryan strode purposefully through the dimly lit hallway towards Lisa's room, his heart pounding with anticipation. A message had just come through from Jessica that the deal was finally being sealed, but as he reached for his pocket to check it again, a sudden drowsiness overcame him. Confused by the unexpected fatigue, Bryan paused in his steps, taking a sip from the water bottle he had been carrying. Little did he know, the liquid had been tampered with according to someone's cunning plan.Meanwhile, hidden in the shadows nearby, a figure clutched her chest in anxiety. "Thanks to her, God always answers my prayers," she whispered to herself. The narrow escape had left her shaken to the core. Thoughts raced through her mind about the consequences of getting caught. How would she explain herself if her true intentions were revealed? The weight of the situation bore heavily on her conscience, uncertainty clouding her features.As Bryan's steps faded into the distance, the figure debate
Bryan stood at the bedside, a mix of concern and caution in his eyes as he gently assisted her onto the bed. As he turned to leave her room, a sudden wave of emotion halted his movements. Her words pierced the air with a blend of desperation and longing.“Kingsley, I love you. How could you let that witch take you away from me? I am the best person for you,” she rasped, the words tinged with an unmistakable yearning that tugged at Bryan's heart. Despite the passage of time, it was clear that she had not let go of her feelings for Kingsley, leaving Bryan astounded by the depth of her emotions.Bryan took a moment to process her words, his mind racing with questions. How could she not recognize him? The thought lingered in his mind, a bothersome reminder of the complexities that defined their relationship. With a heavy sigh, he realized the fragile nature of their connection, a delicate dance between truth and illusion that threatened to unravel with each passing moment.As Bryan made h
Bryan knew he had to comfort her, watching the tears glisten in her eyes, reflecting the pain she must be feeling deep inside. He reached out and gently took her hand in his, feeling the warmth of her touch. "I am sorry for always being like that," he murmured softly, his tone filled with sincerity and regret. "Maybe it's really difficult for me. I don't know if I am going to be the best man for you. I feel like I am going to fail in this aspect," he confessed, his voice tinged with self-doubt and vulnerability.He looked into her eyes, trying to convey his genuine emotions, searching for a way to console her and offer solace in a moment of uncertainty. Bryan realized the importance of expressing his feelings and showing his support for her, wanting her to know that he was there for her, despite his own internal struggles."You should at least try to do this with me. I know it's really difficult, why not give it a try, maybe it can work out?" she pleaded, the words hanging in the air
Lisa stood outside the door, her heart pounding in her chest, apprehension gnawing at her insides. With a sudden burst of courage, she swung the door open, the hinges creaking in protest. The room was dimly lit, casting a soft glow over the figures of Sam and Jessica, peacefully slumbering in their beds. Relief washed over her, mingled with a twist of embarrassment. How could she have let a mere threat from Bryan affect her so profoundly?As she stood in the doorway, the weight of her fear lifting, Lisa felt a surge of conflicting emotions. Anger at herself for being so easily manipulated, confusion at her own vulnerability, and a touch of shame for allowing Bryan's words to infiltrate her sense of security. She shook her head, trying to dispel the remnants of fear that lingered within her.Taking a deep breath, Lisa closed her eyes briefly, willing herself to regain composure. She realized the power she had given to Bryan's threat was unwarranted, and a resolve began to build within