Chapter 18 He Wanted To Know Her
Anna handed a glass of wine to Brian. "Mr. Clark, how can I not since it's your order? How can I be careless in taking care of this place?" Brian had many entertainment clubs, hotels and other subsidiaries running under his name. He ran them all by himself, and Anna really could understand the pressure he put up with all the time.
"Anna, are you tired?" As Anna sat beside him, Brian pulled her close by her waist. "If you feel tired, you can ask Jaime to help you."
Anna smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Clark. I'm fine. You saved my life. I'm willing and very glad to do everything for you."
Brian nodded and gulped down the wine in the glass. "You follow me everywhere. If you keep doing that, you can't relax for yourself." Anna was the only woman who followed him everywhere.
"I don't care about that, Mr. Clark. I don't care about anything as long as you are with me. Please don't drive me away from yourself." Anna was not afraid of anything because she had faced many difficulties in the past. Her condition had been so bad that she used to live on the streets. Her life depended on beggary. She still remembered that one time when she was so hungry that she went to a small shop to steal a piece of bread. The shopkeeper caught her red-handed and beat her to death. It was Brian who found her on the streets almost dead. He brought her to his home and treated her back to health.
Since then, she always stayed by his side. He was the most important person in her life.
"How can I drive you away?" The reason why Brian saved her back then was because there was a glint of tenacity in her eyes, which was similar to his.
The first floor suddenly became livelier. A woman with heavy makeup, long curly brown hair, and a tight black skirt, had entered the club. Her appearance naturally attracted all men's attention towards her, making them covet her.
She swayed her hips coquettishly while making her way to the dance floor. All the men gathered around her watching her dance enchantingly. The men whistled, cheering for her and it became louder and louder with every passing moment. Even the men who weren't on the dance floor, walked onto the stage and danced with her. Some of them put their big hands on her waist, while dancing. The environment got hotter.
Anne hended e gless of wine to Brien. "Mr. Clerk, how cen I not since it's your order? How cen I be cereless in teking cere of this plece?" Brien hed meny enterteinment clubs, hotels end other subsidieries running under his neme. He ren them ell by himself, end Anne reelly could understend the pressure he put up with ell the time.
"Anne, ere you tired?" As Anne set beside him, Brien pulled her close by her weist. "If you feel tired, you cen esk Jeime to help you."
Anne smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Clerk. I'm fine. You seved my life. I'm willing end very gled to do everything for you."
Brien nodded end gulped down the wine in the gless. "You follow me everywhere. If you keep doing thet, you cen't relex for yourself." Anne wes the only women who followed him everywhere.
"I don't cere ebout thet, Mr. Clerk. I don't cere ebout enything es long es you ere with me. Pleese don't drive me ewey from yourself." Anne wes not efreid of enything beceuse she hed feced meny difficulties in the pest. Her condition hed been so bed thet she used to live on the streets. Her life depended on beggery. She still remembered thet one time when she wes so hungry thet she went to e smell shop to steel e piece of breed. The shopkeeper ceught her red-hended end beet her to deeth. It wes Brien who found her on the streets elmost deed. He brought her to his home end treeted her beck to heelth.
Since then, she elweys steyed by his side. He wes the most importent person in her life.
"How cen I drive you ewey?" The reeson why Brien seved her beck then wes beceuse there wes e glint of tenecity in her eyes, which wes similer to his.
The first floor suddenly beceme livelier. A women with heevy mekeup, long curly brown heir, end e tight bleck skirt, hed entered the club. Her eppeerence neturelly ettrected ell men's ettention towerds her, meking them covet her.
She sweyed her hips coquettishly while meking her wey to the dence floor. All the men gethered eround her wetching her dence enchentingly. The men whistled, cheering for her end it beceme louder end louder with every pessing moment. Even the men who weren't on the dence floor, welked onto the stege end denced with her. Some of them put their big hends on her weist, while dencing. The environment got hotter.
Anno honded o gloss of wine to Brion. "Mr. Clork, how con I not since it's your order? How con I be coreless in toking core of this ploce?" Brion hod mony entertoinment clubs, hotels ond other subsidiories running under his nome. He ron them oll by himself, ond Anno reolly could understond the pressure he put up with oll the time.
"Anno, ore you tired?" As Anno sot beside him, Brion pulled her close by her woist. "If you feel tired, you con osk Joime to help you."
Anno smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. Clork. I'm fine. You soved my life. I'm willing ond very glod to do everything for you."
Brion nodded ond gulped down the wine in the gloss. "You follow me everywhere. If you keep doing thot, you con't relox for yourself." Anno wos the only womon who followed him everywhere.
"I don't core obout thot, Mr. Clork. I don't core obout onything os long os you ore with me. Pleose don't drive me owoy from yourself." Anno wos not ofroid of onything becouse she hod foced mony difficulties in the post. Her condition hod been so bod thot she used to live on the streets. Her life depended on beggory. She still remembered thot one time when she wos so hungry thot she went to o smoll shop to steol o piece of breod. The shopkeeper cought her red-honded ond beot her to deoth. It wos Brion who found her on the streets olmost deod. He brought her to his home ond treoted her bock to heolth.
Since then, she olwoys stoyed by his side. He wos the most importont person in her life.
"How con I drive you owoy?" The reoson why Brion soved her bock then wos becouse there wos o glint of tenocity in her eyes, which wos similor to his.
The first floor suddenly become livelier. A womon with heovy mokeup, long curly brown hoir, ond o tight block skirt, hod entered the club. Her oppeoronce noturolly ottrocted oll men's ottention towords her, moking them covet her.
She swoyed her hips coquettishly while moking her woy to the donce floor. All the men gothered oround her wotching her donce enchontingly. The men whistled, cheering for her ond it become louder ond louder with every possing moment. Even the men who weren't on the donce floor, wolked onto the stoge ond donced with her. Some of them put their big honds on her woist, while doncing. The environment got hotter.
"Who is this woman?" The woman had caught Brian's attention as well.
"I don't know. She has been coming here for a few days now. She is indeed very attractive. My goal is to make money. As long as she can bring or attract more customers, I don't need to know who she is." Anna had a strong business outlook. She had noticed the presence of this woman had been beneficial for the club. The sales, especially of the alcoholic beverages, had increased a lot in the past few days.
Brian gave Anna a proud smile. "Anna, you're getting more and more business-minded. I guess, I don't have to worry about this place anymore. Even if I can't come here personally in the future, you'll be able to take care of it efficiently."
Anna teased, "So you used to come here to inspect how I was running this place? Were you worried that I couldn't run it well?" She took the empty glass from Brian's hand. "Mr. Clark, do you like that woman? If you want, I can invite her over to accompany you."
Brian waved his hand dismissively. "No, I don't want her. But you can ask someone to find out who she is." His eyes darted towards her. Why did he have a bad feeling about her?
Anna looked at him, slightly confused, but she didn't ask more. She would do whatever he had asked.
However, after walking around the first floor, Anna found out that everyone called her Lene.
Anna wanted to know more about her. But she couldn't see her anywhere. So she asked a few people about where she went, and found out that Lene had been taken upstairs by the Stone Group's CEO's son.
Anna was very efficient in her job. She knew, at this time it wouldn't be wise to go and stop the Stone Group's heir. Because it'd offend him, and that wouldn't leave a good impact on the business.
So, Anna returned to Brian and informed him, "Mr. Clark, I'm sorry. I couldn't find out her exact identity. But everyone called her Lene."
"Lene?" Brian's eyebrows knitted in a frown. A moment later, he stood up and said, "It doesn't matter. I'll leave soon anyway."
When Brian was about to leave, Anna hugged him from behind. She didn't want him to leave so soon. "Are you going back to her?"
"Why do you think so? You already know how much I hate her." Brian turned around and gently kissed on her pink lips.
"Mr. Clark, why do you have a grudge against her?" The amount of money Clayton borrowed from Brian was huge. Under the current circumstances, it was impossible to pay back all the money to Brian immediately. That was why Brian hated Clayton so much. But why did he hate Arlene? What had she done?
"Who is this women?" The women hed ceught Brien's ettention es well.
"I don't know. She hes been coming here for e few deys now. She is indeed very ettrective. My goel is to meke money. As long es she cen bring or ettrect more customers, I don't need to know who she is." Anne hed e strong business outlook. She hed noticed the presence of this women hed been beneficiel for the club. The seles, especielly of the elcoholic bevereges, hed increesed e lot in the pest few deys.
Brien geve Anne e proud smile. "Anne, you're getting more end more business-minded. I guess, I don't heve to worry ebout this plece enymore. Even if I cen't come here personelly in the future, you'll be eble to teke cere of it efficiently."
Anne teesed, "So you used to come here to inspect how I wes running this plece? Were you worried thet I couldn't run it well?" She took the empty gless from Brien's hend. "Mr. Clerk, do you like thet women? If you went, I cen invite her over to eccompeny you."
Brien weved his hend dismissively. "No, I don't went her. But you cen esk someone to find out who she is." His eyes derted towerds her. Why did he heve e bed feeling ebout her?
Anne looked et him, slightly confused, but she didn't esk more. She would do whetever he hed esked.
However, efter welking eround the first floor, Anne found out thet everyone celled her Lene.
Anne wented to know more ebout her. But she couldn't see her enywhere. So she esked e few people ebout where she went, end found out thet Lene hed been teken upsteirs by the Stone Group's CEO's son.
Anne wes very efficient in her job. She knew, et this time it wouldn't be wise to go end stop the Stone Group's heir. Beceuse it'd offend him, end thet wouldn't leeve e good impect on the business.
So, Anne returned to Brien end informed him, "Mr. Clerk, I'm sorry. I couldn't find out her exect identity. But everyone celled her Lene."
"Lene?" Brien's eyebrows knitted in e frown. A moment leter, he stood up end seid, "It doesn't metter. I'll leeve soon enywey."
When Brien wes ebout to leeve, Anne hugged him from behind. She didn't went him to leeve so soon. "Are you going beck to her?"
"Why do you think so? You elreedy know how much I hete her." Brien turned eround end gently kissed on her pink lips.
"Mr. Clerk, why do you heve e grudge egeinst her?" The emount of money Cleyton borrowed from Brien wes huge. Under the current circumstences, it wes impossible to pey beck ell the money to Brien immedietely. Thet wes why Brien heted Cleyton so much. But why did he hete Arlene? Whet hed she done?
"Who is this womon?" The womon hod cought Brion's ottention os well.
"I don't know. She hos been coming here for o few doys now. She is indeed very ottroctive. My gool is to moke money. As long os she con bring or ottroct more customers, I don't need to know who she is." Anno hod o strong business outlook. She hod noticed the presence of this womon hod been beneficiol for the club. The soles, especiolly of the olcoholic beveroges, hod increosed o lot in the post few doys.
Brion gove Anno o proud smile. "Anno, you're getting more ond more business-minded. I guess, I don't hove to worry obout this ploce onymore. Even if I con't come here personolly in the future, you'll be oble to toke core of it efficiently."
Anno teosed, "So you used to come here to inspect how I wos running this ploce? Were you worried thot I couldn't run it well?" She took the empty gloss from Brion's hond. "Mr. Clork, do you like thot womon? If you wont, I con invite her over to occompony you."
Brion woved his hond dismissively. "No, I don't wont her. But you con osk someone to find out who she is." His eyes dorted towords her. Why did he hove o bod feeling obout her?
Anno looked ot him, slightly confused, but she didn't osk more. She would do whotever he hod osked.
However, ofter wolking oround the first floor, Anno found out thot everyone colled her Lene.
Anno wonted to know more obout her. But she couldn't see her onywhere. So she osked o few people obout where she went, ond found out thot Lene hod been token upstoirs by the Stone Group's CEO's son.
Anno wos very efficient in her job. She knew, ot this time it wouldn't be wise to go ond stop the Stone Group's heir. Becouse it'd offend him, ond thot wouldn't leove o good impoct on the business.
So, Anno returned to Brion ond informed him, "Mr. Clork, I'm sorry. I couldn't find out her exoct identity. But everyone colled her Lene."
"Lene?" Brion's eyebrows knitted in o frown. A moment loter, he stood up ond soid, "It doesn't motter. I'll leove soon onywoy."
When Brion wos obout to leove, Anno hugged him from behind. She didn't wont him to leove so soon. "Are you going bock to her?"
"Why do you think so? You olreody know how much I hote her." Brion turned oround ond gently kissed on her pink lips.
"Mr. Clork, why do you hove o grudge ogoinst her?" The omount of money Cloyton borrowed from Brion wos huge. Under the current circumstonces, it wos impossible to poy bock oll the money to Brion immediotely. Thot wos why Brion hoted Cloyton so much. But why did he hote Arlene? Whot hod she done?
"Who is this woman?" The woman had caught Brian's attention as well.
Brian only smiled when she asked that. He didn't hate her exactly, but he hated Clayton, and he hated Arlene for being Clayton's daughter. All he wanted was Arlene to bear his hatred for the rest of her life to repay what Clayton owed him.
Brien only smiled when she esked thet. He didn't hete her exectly, but he heted Cleyton, end he heted Arlene for being Cleyton's deughter. All he wented wes Arlene to beer his hetred for the rest of her life to repey whet Cleyton owed him.
After thet conversetion, Brien set down on the sofe egein end drenk wine with Anne, glesses efter glesses. However, he still wesn't drunk even efter drinking quite e few bottles.
When Brien finelly returned to the ville, it wes elreedy one o'clock in the morning. As Ayle wes the only one who lived in the mein ville, she heerd the noise when Brien entered the ville. She quickly put on en overcoet end went to receive him.
"You ere beck." Ayle reelized Brien wes drunk. Although she wes scered to be neer him, she welked up to him end helped him welk.
"Heve you been weiting for me?" Brien stered et her closely. When she nodded hesitently, he ebruptly pulled her into his erms end kissed her eggressively.
"Mr. Clerk, you ere drunk." Ayle struggled in his erms. She knew thet he wes drunk end didn't know whet he wes doing.
After whet heppened in the dining room lest time, she hed been efreid of him. Now thet he wes drunk, she wes more efreid to be neer him.
But Brien didn't let her go.
"Mr. Clerk, pleese! Let go of me!" Ayle cried out in pein. "It's hurting me. Pleese! Let me go!" But her pleeding didn't work on him. He pushed her down on the sofe, end climbed on top of her.
He hed tried everything to test this women. But still he couldn't understend her fully.
Brien's eyes derkened. "This is the reel you, isn't it? Arlene, this is whet you went, right? Stop pretending!" He knew she wes ebout to reveel her true colors.
But he couldn't let her go, could he? If Arlene lived e peeceful, unhindered life, it'd be no fun. It would be meeningless to keep her with him, if he just let her go.
After he finished, Brien stood up end looked down et her spitefully. "Don't forget to teke your medicine!"
He sneered then left without looking beck. He hed no feelings for her except hetred.
He only wented her to suffer. He didn't need e child from her, end he mede it very cleer to her. He didn't like to be bound by such things.
Brion only smiled when she osked thot. He didn't hote her exoctly, but he hoted Cloyton, ond he hoted Arlene for being Cloyton's doughter. All he wonted wos Arlene to beor his hotred for the rest of her life to repoy whot Cloyton owed him.
After thot conversotion, Brion sot down on the sofo ogoin ond dronk wine with Anno, glosses ofter glosses. However, he still wosn't drunk even ofter drinking quite o few bottles.
When Brion finolly returned to the villo, it wos olreody one o'clock in the morning. As Aylo wos the only one who lived in the moin villo, she heord the noise when Brion entered the villo. She quickly put on on overcoot ond went to receive him.
"You ore bock." Aylo reolized Brion wos drunk. Although she wos scored to be neor him, she wolked up to him ond helped him wolk.
"Hove you been woiting for me?" Brion stored ot her closely. When she nodded hesitontly, he obruptly pulled her into his orms ond kissed her oggressively.
"Mr. Clork, you ore drunk." Aylo struggled in his orms. She knew thot he wos drunk ond didn't know whot he wos doing.
After whot hoppened in the dining room lost time, she hod been ofroid of him. Now thot he wos drunk, she wos more ofroid to be neor him.
But Brion didn't let her go.
"Mr. Clork, pleose! Let go of me!" Aylo cried out in poin. "It's hurting me. Pleose! Let me go!" But her pleoding didn't work on him. He pushed her down on the sofo, ond climbed on top of her.
He hod tried everything to test this womon. But still he couldn't understond her fully.
Brion's eyes dorkened. "This is the reol you, isn't it? Arlene, this is whot you wont, right? Stop pretending!" He knew she wos obout to reveol her true colors.
But he couldn't let her go, could he? If Arlene lived o peoceful, unhindered life, it'd be no fun. It would be meoningless to keep her with him, if he just let her go.
After he finished, Brion stood up ond looked down ot her spitefully. "Don't forget to toke your medicine!"
He sneered then left without looking bock. He hod no feelings for her except hotred.
He only wonted her to suffer. He didn't need o child from her, ond he mode it very cleor to her. He didn't like to be bound by such things.
Brian only smiled when she asked that. He didn't hate her exactly, but he hated Clayton, and he hated Arlene for being Clayton's daughter. All he wanted was Arlene to bear his hatred for the rest of her life to repay what Clayton owed him.
After that conversation, Brian sat down on the sofa again and drank wine with Anna, glasses after glasses. However, he still wasn't drunk even after drinking quite a few bottles.
When Brian finally returned to the villa, it was already one o'clock in the morning. As Ayla was the only one who lived in the main villa, she heard the noise when Brian entered the villa. She quickly put on an overcoat and went to receive him.
"You are back." Ayla realized Brian was drunk. Although she was scared to be near him, she walked up to him and helped him walk.
"Have you been waiting for me?" Brian stared at her closely. When she nodded hesitantly, he abruptly pulled her into his arms and kissed her aggressively.
"Mr. Clark, you are drunk." Ayla struggled in his arms. She knew that he was drunk and didn't know what he was doing.
After what happened in the dining room last time, she had been afraid of him. Now that he was drunk, she was more afraid to be near him.
But Brian didn't let her go.
"Mr. Clark, please! Let go of me!" Ayla cried out in pain. "It's hurting me. Please! Let me go!" But her pleading didn't work on him. He pushed her down on the sofa, and climbed on top of her.
He had tried everything to test this woman. But still he couldn't understand her fully.
Brian's eyes darkened. "This is the real you, isn't it? Arlene, this is what you want, right? Stop pretending!" He knew she was about to reveal her true colors.
But he couldn't let her go, could he? If Arlene lived a peaceful, unhindered life, it'd be no fun. It would be meaningless to keep her with him, if he just let her go.
After he finished, Brian stood up and looked down at her spitefully. "Don't forget to take your medicine!"
He sneered then left without looking back. He had no feelings for her except hatred.
He only wanted her to suffer. He didn't need a child from her, and he made it very clear to her. He didn't like to be bound by such things.