NovelEnglishBrayden went back to the hotel and the sun was shining brightly on the city.
It was just too hot, making people feel uncomfortable.
And it seemed it was going to rain.
Olivia heard the door open and looked over.
Brayden was walking in.
She got up and said, “You are back.”
He thought she would be angry after she knew he had asked someone to guard her, but no, she was
the same as before.
Socalm.
“Do you blame me?”
He stopped in front of her and looked at her.
Olivia, “It’s not your fault.’’
What was the reason to blame him? Because he was a member of the Weston Family? Because he
didn’t tell her Everett was his uncle? Because he had let this happen to her? No, she didn’t blame him.
She only blamed herself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was her hope with the future that put her in this situation.
“No, I’m hungry.Let’s go eat.”
Her eyes were so clear that he did not dare to speak.
He grabbed her hand and wanted to go out, but Olivia took it back.
“No, I’ve booked a flight.Let’s go back to your house and get the luggage.”
Brayden froze and nodded after two seconds.
“Okay, let’s go get the luggage.”
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the James family.
They didn’t expect to run into Brayden’s father, Kingsley, who came back ina hurry.
Kingsley had just returned and heard the sound before he could change his clothes.
“Brayden?”
Looking at Olivia next to Brayden, he quickly knew.
“You are Olivia, right?”
He didn’t know what had happened in the Weston Family today, so he looked the same as usual.
Olivia paused and nodded.
“Uncle”
Brayden looked at him, clenched her hand, and said to Kingsley, “Dad, we still have something to
do.We’re going back to H City” Kingsley was stunned.
“H City? Didn’t you guys just come back? Did you see your grandfather?”
“Yes, mom will tell you when she comes back.’’ After that, he held Olivia upstairs.
Kingsley frowned.
What happened to him? He didn’t look well.
Brayden took the luggage and left without saying a word to Kingsley.
Kingsley looked at the car leaving and felt that something was wrong.
He called Belle.
Belle was still in the Weston Family and she was still crying hard.
She had been devastated ever since Brayden said those words and left the Weston Family.
Brayden was the only son she had in her life.
Her son was in poor health and had a hard time in relationships with girls.
How could she not feel sad? Cristina kept comforting her.
Leona directly asked Everett if what Brayden said was true.
She couldn’t believe that Everett and Olivia still had contact after they had been divorced for two years,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmand it seemed like Everett had made the first move.
It was hard for her to imagine.
She was surprised to hear Everett said yes.
Leona’s blood pressure went up in a fit of anger.
“Why…Why are you doing this? Olivia has divorced you! You guys have nothing to do with each
other.What does it matter to you if she there are men around her?”
She wanted Olivia to be with another man, but what did her son mean by that? Why did he stop those
men? He didn’t want Olivia to have any contact with any man in her life? Everett narrowed his eyes and
looked at her.
His dark eyes were frighteningly deep.
“Do you want people to know that your ex-daughter-in-law has become a prostitute?”
“Pro…Prostitute?”
Leona’s eyes widened in disbelief.
Belle stopped crying and looked at him with swollen eyes.
Olivia was a prostitute? How could it be? At this moment, the Old Master said, “So what if others
know?”
A fierce look flashed across Everett’s eyes and he looked at him, his voice cold and low.
“I won’t let anyone tarnish the fame of the Weston Family.’’
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