bI /bbheld /bback myugh I know she wasn’t unact, but I didn’t expect her to believe such nonsense

No restaurant determines a person’s life.

“Oh really?” I tried to sound interested. She was, after all, the

all, the key to me getting the contract

The smell of different delicacies hit us as we stepped in.

A man wearing bck /btrousers and a white shirt walked towards us. The interior screamed luxury:

We were taken to be second floor, which was for the Will customers.

However, immediately after we got there, a man who seemed to be superior to thei

“I’m sorry but this ce bis /bbno /blonger avable for othersb./b” He said.

I raised an eyebrow. “What?”

He bowed slightly to me, “I’m sorry for the inconvenience.” He said again.

an beside us stopped us

“That’s bullshit, I bmade /bba /breservation.” I said, already on the brink of blosing /bmy patience

“That is why we are especially sorry, Mr. Woods.” He bowed slightly.

“We promise to give you the same service on the lower floor.” He said. “The reservation for everyone has been canceled.”

It would have made more sense if they were doing maintenance or something. But now, this was ba /bnewly contracted building.

“Someone very important ising” he began to exin.

“What do you mean? Do you not know who Mason bWoods /bis” Julia spoke in a harsh tone. She pushed her hair back.

“Our guests will be here bany /bmoment, so bplease/bb, /bI suggest you move to the VIP section,”

“I won’t leave until I meet your guess” At this time there were some spectators around. It bwas /bbalready /bgetting really embarrassing

I kicked myself internally, I shouldn’t havee here.

“Come bon/b, Julia, let’s just leave.”

“No, this is unfair, I won’t leave without seeing who this important person worth getting in the bad side of Mason Woods is,”

“You bwant /bto meet me?” A voice spoke from behind.

The man in front of bus /bbowed, “Madam, bSr. /b“Wetured around.

And she came into view. But she wasn’t balone/b. By her

er side was a tall man. He had his hand entwined in hers.

“Miss bAlisa /bBrooks?b” /b

Lydia’s bpoint /bof view

Three Days eater.

You are Lydia,” he breathed, “I knew it.” He looked relieved. “I thought you died.”

He drew his brows together, a worried expression iming his face. I looked around

He took one step. “Why didn’t you reach out? All these years, I was in pain, it was torture for me. How could you do this to me? I thought forever.”

“Mr. Woods, what are you on about? How did you find me?” That was a moi important question if he was here, then the chances and that he has found the twins.

I pushed that thought away from my head and focused on the man in front of me. There’s no way he would have found them,

He kept walking closer and closer and I didn’t move. “Was my threat of filing a restraining order a joke to you?” I asked. He shook his head,

“Just answer this one question and I promise, I’ll get out of your sight. He seemed to have regained hisposure now

m not interested in answering your question. Take one more step and I bpromise/b, I’m reporting you for stalking” My voice was cold. His eyes twitched a look of surprise shed through his beyes/b.

I have never used such a tone on him.

Then, I had been so in love with him that I was practically pushed around. I was that girl who would never speak out loud.

It was partly because I was grateful to him for loving someone like me. An orphan who had nothing. He had everything and he chose me

bSo /bI thought the only thing I owed was to be the best wife. A wife who won’t cry even though she was beaten.

But that girl bhad /bdied in the fire.

“I hope you enjoyed the rest of your day” I said, and turned to walk away. I felt ba /bhand pull me backb, /band immediately I turned, my hand collided with the

side of his face.

I opened my purse and fetched out my phone

“Don’t you dare touch me with your filthy hands?” I said, “And I’m calling the cops.

He pulled my phone away from my hold. “No, no, please don’t.”

itted my

head to the side and extended my hands, “My phone, now”

He bced /bit on my hand, then raised both of his hands above his head and took two steps back.

“See, I’m stepping back. I won’t step forward. You are Lydia, right?”

bI /bbced /bmy phone in my bag and held the bag close to myself.

The sun cast a shadow on the building behind me. I pushed my bl /bbhair /bback.

“I told you before. Lydia bis /bdead. I am Alissa Brooks. Not Lydia. Why is that so bhard /bto understand.”

He snickered, “So you finally admitted to bring bLydia/bb. /bYou, my wife.”

“Ex!” I conected.

bhad /bfailed to correct him thest time, and it had eaten me up.

bwon /bLallow him to make such silly mikes anymore. “Your as wife, Don’t get things twisted about me. Katon

“Why are you doing this? I know you are Lydia from the first day, but why do you want to be enemies with

Iscoffed, “if my memory serves me right, we are not friends, don’t know what you mean by bing your enemy. You are smart

“Cut the crab, Lydia, you are doing everything intentionally, right? You are trying to bring down mypany, in that what you want

Heh heh. He can’t even handle a rival. “We are both into the business world. Let’s not do that.”

“I’d appreciate it if you don’t try to step on me on my way and try to speak to me if you keep hovering around me, I’ll report you for taking a fals and walked away

“Have byou /bbeen well? His voice stopped me on my btrack/b. Something stirred inside of me.

Seller

He didn’t speak in anger, nor did he sound frustrated. If anything, he sounded like the man I married. The man I fell in love with years bback/b.

I clutched my purse; I didn’t bturn /baround nor respond to his question1 just walked into the building

I bwas /bd the twins were not in the sitting room when I got inside. They would have sensed something

I rushed to my room and stood in front of the window, he was still there standing, “Mason, I have not even started else it will get boring”

you yet. Don’t get weary easily,

I stepped away from the window. I don’t know how long he spent standing there. When I went back there to check, he was already gone.

I walked into the restaurant with Marcus, hand in hand. The restaurant bwas /bone of his many investments.

He had promised to take me to it. I chose today, knowing that Mason band /bhis fiance would be present. I also asked for the VIP session to be cleared.

He needed to know that he couldn’t have bhis /bway as he had always had it.

Julia seemed to be so interested in the person that they booked the entire ce thereby leaving them standing outside.

believe we’ve met before,” I bwas /bd I arrived now.

. One minuteter, I’d have missed the entire bdrama/b.

“Lydiab./b” Mason called, and isquinted my eyes, “I mean, Miss Brooks,” he quickly corrected himself. His eyes moved all over my body, stopping on my cleavages, and he swallowed.

I wore a ck dress which exposed my cleavages. It had tiny hands and ran all the way to my ankle. It had a slit which ended on my upper thigh

“Mr. Woods. I didn’t think I’d meet you here.” I said softly, Marcus as though on clue, linked our hands together, bringing me close to himself

Mason grinds his teeth, his eyes following our very movement. When Julia saw me, she smiled and stepped closer towards me

She ced one bhand /bover bher /blips. “I didn’t know you would be here today. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“Julia,” Mason called softly.

Chapter BF

blove /bbyour /bdress, where did you get ind love to get one for myself.”

I smiled shyly and looked over at Marcus. “Well,

– you’ll need to ask Mm? | Kaid

Julia’s lips formed an ob, “I guess he’s your man?” I smiled

“It’s nice meeting you, Alissa, Mason suddenly said; he held Julia by her hand and pulled her mouth

5.” I smiled as I watched them leave

“Let’s bgo /bsh

bWe /bstepped into the restaurant and sat at our desigssted table.

“finally met with the famous Mason Woods,”

nds.” Marcus said, cutting the steak.

“Yes. Thank you for ying along with me anding”

“It’s nothing,

after all, this restaurant remains a gift to you, The one you keep refusing?

“Did you see his face?” asked andughed.

But his girlfriend seems to like!

“I picked a napkin bfrom /bthe side and whipped my lips with it. “She has no idea that you are his

Marcus kept his knife and fork to the side and wiped his lips with a napkin.

*So, bhave /bbyou /bthought about my proposal yet?” He leaned into his chair, “Date me. And that will make things easier for your revenge

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