But like a hardened poppy, people dare not approach.
“What I can give you is not necessarily what you want. Why don’t Ms. Hale tell us what you want? I, Brenden, will do everything in my power to satisfy you, to show you how much I owe you. If Harlee had told me five years ago that you were one of the Soto family, I would not have taken advantage of you that way.”
Brenden’s looks are already evil with a few untamed, is that a smile, more seductive.
Just how handsome he looks, can’t change his ruthless image in Adriana’s mind.
It makes the heart sick.
“With your heart set on working with Harlee and betraying him here in my place, you’re not afraid I’ll tell him?”
With that comment he just made, it was clear that he was saying that Harlee knew her identity five years ago.
Although she already knew, Brenden thought she might not know about it yet.
Brenden shrugged, cigarette in his mouth, leaned over, propped his hands on the desk, and leaned a few inches closer to her, “Just like talking to smart people.”
He spoke with a beat, his slender fingers holding a cigarette, his lips swallowing clouds, “Working with Harlee is better than working with you.”
“Because I’m stupid?”
Even though Adriana felt a little stupid too, coming from Brenden, it made her a little uncomfortable.
“No.”
He wiggled his left index finger from side to side and continued, “Rather than Harlee, I think it would be more effective to use you against Peter.”
“Surely that’s your style.”
Adriana’s flaming red lips hooked slightly and she smiled coldly, “Why would you believe me?”
“No reason?”
He raised his thick ink sword eyebrows and said slowly, “You are the daughter of the Soto family’s oldest three, that’s the best reason.”
Brenden doesn’t trust Adriana, but he does trust the Soto family.
The decades-long feud between the Soto family and The Alston family is the best reason for this.
“You’ve been back with The Alston family for a short time, yet you’re so close to Harlee. Not worried about Old Mr. Alston suspecting you?”
“That’s not something you should worry about.”
Brenden’s face went a few shades colder.
Adriana smiled, “That’s good. I want you to help me with one thing, and after it is done, I will definitely help you with all my might.”
“Say.”
“Peter has hired Rowan as a litigator, and I want you to find a way to get Rowan to push off the case.” As long as Rowan is out of the picture, Adriana has confidence in the lawsuit.
If not, the results are hard to predict.
“Deal!”
He clapped his hands together.
Reaching out to Adriana with a hostile hand, “Good cooperation.”
Adriana’s thick, curly lashes blinked as she gazed at Brenden, not extending her hand, “Working with you doesn’t mean shaking hands and making peace. It’s just a matter of getting what you need.”
“Good one to each his own, I like it.”
Brenden silently withdrew his hand and did not feel a trace of embarrassment, “You are busy, I will go first.”
His evil face held a meaningful and inscrutable smile and left the office.
Adriana leaned back in the executive chair and closed her eyes to sleep, her mind is all the things that happened five years ago, vividly, can not forget.
Knock Knock-
Someone knocked on the door and walked in.
She opened her eyes lazily and found it was Harlee.
“Is it very tired? I’ve told you, your body hasn’t recovered yet, you can’t work too hard. Grandpa is very serious in the day, and you don’t know how to feel sorry for yourself.”
The words reveal the brother’s concern and doting for his sister.
Adriana’s lustrous watery eyes met his and asked, “Why did you choose to work with Brenden when you knew I had a grudge against him?”
Harlee was not surprised by her question, “The enemy of my enemy is my friend. And in the mall there are only eternal interests, no eternal friends. So even if we cooperate, it doesn’t mean that he can get over his bullying of my sister. Understand?”
Although the breeze, but the words but a little conspiracy breath.
Meanwhile, the Alston Group.
“Boss, Brenden went to the Fryer Group again today.”
Helen and Luis must stay with The Alston family and the lawsuit must not be lost.”
Peter leaned back in the executive chair, ten fingers on the keyboard, crackling and tapping, his eyes fixed on the computer screen without blinking.
“Also, Old Mr. Soto invited Ms. Hale to join him for dinner today.”
When Hank saw that Peter was unresponsive to his return, he returned with Adriana’s story.
The man who was fully focused on the keyboard stopped jumping on the ten fingers, raised his eyes to look at Hank, thin lips slightly open, and a froze, waved his hand, “go down. ”
“Boss, there’s still this one. The one you asked me to investigate about Theresa, it’s been checked out.”
Hank placed the information in his hand on Peter’s desk and turned to leave.
Click-
The office door closes.
Peter glanced at the file bag on the table, picked it up, opened the file bag button, and pulled out the information.
Inside, there are several sheets of information, and a thick pile of photos.
The photos are all intimate photos of Theresa and a man, although the photo is only a side view, but also very clear to determine that the person is Theresa.
There is a very clear scar mark on the right side of the man’s face.
Peter looked at the man and his eyes suddenly shrank, his pupils held a cold chill.
Casually look at a few photos and put them aside, looking at the back of the profile, all of which are the profiles of men who are close to Theresa.
Personally identifiable information, gender: male; first name: Tatum.
Detailed information is as follows: …
Peter looked at Tatum’s information profile one by one, including the time he had been with Theresa and the two of them together, which clearly showed seven years ago.
That is, the two met more than seven years ago and have maintained a long-term ambiguous relationship.
Peter side of the brow slightly raised, the look slightly cold, and did not say anything.
After reading it, he took a stack of information and photos and walked to the shredder, threw them all into the shredder and shredded them.
Bang–
At that moment, the office door was kicked open.
Peter glanced back, and slowly withdrew his gaze, and walked slyly to his seat.
“Peter, do you take my words as a deaf ear? I asked you to marry Theresa, and she now has your child in her womb, are you going to keep running out of time?”
Mrs. Alston and Sloane barged in, standing in front of him with a rant.
“Yes brother, what do you really want?”
Sloane also pointed at Peter and questioned him in an arrogant and nasty manner.
Peter casually took out a piece of information from the side, opened it, and looked at it silently.
“Hey, Peter, our mom is talking to you, didn’t you hear her?”
An exasperated Sloane slapped the table and roared hysterically.
Snapping-
Peter closed the file and dumped it on the table, his cold as ice eyes fell on Sloane, “What does my business have to do with you? Look at yourself, how old you are, and now you are muddling through every day, what do you look like? Do you really plan to get married and be kept at home by men like a canary?”