CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 80: MARRYING MY BEST FRIEND’S OLDER BROTHER TO MAKE HIM REGRET

But his gaze was fixed on Annelise Winter.

Annelise only then noticed the foreign man beside Sylvia Lowell.

His outfit exuded taste, and his every move revealed the demeanor of an artist.

He walked with an elegant stride, his eyes clear as a lake, radiating a charming light, with an elegant smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Sylvia, is this your friend? She’s so beautiful!"

The man praised her generously.

Sylvia Lowell smiled slightly, "This is my friend, Annelise, and Annie, this is Mr. John, the designer I hired."

John?

Annelise was surprised. This was Mr. John, the chief designer of Sly, someone many socialites dreamt of.

Some people traveled all the way to Country M, paying a high price, just to get his exclusive designs, and even then, it’s not certain they’d succeed.

"Mr. John, I’ve heard so much about you!"

"Annie, John is usually very low-key. It took me a lot of effort to invite him here. If you want any gown, today I’ll have him choose one for you as my gift!"

"No need, Sylvie. You’ve already given me enough. I can’t possibly accept a gown!"

"What a pity, that I cannot design a gown for such a beautiful lady!"

John said.

"Annie, why are you being so polite!" Sylvia Lowell said as she reached to take Annelise’s hand.

Annelise lowered her eyes and noticed a wound on Sylvia’s arm, and further down, there were injuries on her legs as well.

"Sylvie, what happened to you? How did you get hurt?"

Annelise asked, staring at the wounds on Sylvia’s legs.

Sylvia Lowell clenched her fingers, "A few days ago, I was in a car accident, so I got injured!"

A car accident? A party? Sylvia was in a car accident a few days ago too?

Annelise stared at Sylvia, incredulous.

How could it be such a coincidence?

She...

Annelise’s body trembled slightly, afraid to think further.

"Annie, what’s wrong? Why did you suddenly stop talking?" Sylvia Lowell was watching Annelise’s expression.

"I just feel like, you’re so badly injured, as your best friend, I should have been there for you, I’m truly sorry!"

Annelise was feeling conflicted now.

She thought she was ridiculous, how could she think so much?

"Annie, it’s fine. My boyfriend has been taking care of me while I was sick, and it’s precisely because of this injury that our relationship progressed further!"

Sylvia Lowell shyly lowered her head.

She unconsciously exposed the hickey on her neck for Annelise to see.

Annelise felt a tightness in her chest, an unexplainable unease.

"Sylvie, seeing you in such a good relationship with your boyfriend, I’m relieved!"

Sylvia Lowell was gentle yet enthusiastic, "Annie, I can’t stand for too long with my leg injury, come upstairs with me to sit for a while!"

Sylvia, in the gown John had crafted, extended her hand to invite Annelise.

But John’s gaze remained on Annelise.

This woman was truly too beautiful, so beautiful that one couldn’t look away.

Even though Sylvia was wearing a masterpiece gown he had painstakingly crafted, standing in front of Sylvia, she was in no way inferior.

She stirred his creative desires.

"Alright, I’ll support you, be careful!"

Annelise helped Sylvia up to the bedroom.

Inside the bedroom, she immediately noticed the suit by Elias Warner that Sylvia had bought before.

"Sylvie, you didn’t give this suit away? Your boyfriend doesn’t like it?"

"No, I just haven’t found the right occasion to give it yet!"

Sylvia Lowell clutched the hem of her skirt, raised her eyebrows mysteriously.

"You and your boyfriend really are intriguing, hard to read."

Annelise remarked.

"Enough about me, tell me about you! What event are you attending? Isn’t it time for you to find someone to date?"

"Pfft!" Annelise was truly amused by Sylvia Lowell.

She looked at Sylvia, "It’s the Warner Family’s party, as the goddaughter of the Warner Family, Renee Perry wants to introduce Elias Warner’s fiancée to me."

Unexpectedly, Annelise spoke so freely.

Sylvia Lowell feigned heartache, "So that’s it. Elias Warner is back, he plans to marry a suitable fiancée, you’re indeed not in the right position! Just listen to me, find a boyfriend? That way, Renee won’t trouble you anymore!"

Annelise smiled.

"What are you laughing at? My brother has always liked you, I dream of having you as my sister-in-law, Annie, to be honest, that Renee won’t let you go, since she wants you to marry, you might as well marry my brother, become my sister-in-law, think about it!"

Sylvia Lowell tugged Annelise’s hand, leaning on her shoulder.

"If you two end up together, it would be wonderful, you wouldn’t need to fear the Warner Family any longer, my brother is, after all, the sole heir of the Lowell Family!"

It must be said, Sylvia’s words made Annelise waver.

Indeed, if sheltered by the Lowell Family, perhaps it wouldn’t be so passive.

"So? Annie, will you consider being my sister-in-law? We’re so close, I really hope you can marry into my family! My brother really likes you, meet him, talk to him? Even if it doesn’t work out, at least help me give him closure, okay?"

"Alright, Sylvie, I promise you."

Annelise didn’t actually intend to marry Sylvia’s brother, after all, she ultimately had to leave.

But she also didn’t want to disappoint her friend.

It would be good to clarify things with Mr. Lowell.

"Great, Annie, I’ll tell my brother right away, he will be thrilled!"

Sylvia hugged Annelise tightly, happier than ever.

Annelise, embraced tightly by Sylvia, glanced at the easel set up on Sylvia’s balcony.

It was the back view of a couple.

The girl in the painting was unmistakably Sylvia.

And that man...

Annelise’s eyes widened; the man’s outline, even the aura, greatly resembled Elias Warner.

Annelise’s sudden distraction was immediately noticed by Sylvia.

She quickly asked, "Annie, what’s wrong? I feel like you’re preoccupied today?"

"Is that your painting? Sylvie, is that man your boyfriend? He looks so suave!"