Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
Just then, Valda Theller suddenly gave her all and pulled her hand out of Raymond Bowman’s grip.
Then, she grabbed Brian’s hand and said, “Let’s go.”
Brian raised his eyebrows slightly. Moments later, he said, “Okay.”
The two got into the car, and Raymond Bowman watched the car leave with her warmth still on his hand.
“Valda…” Raymond Bowman murmured.
‘Does she trust that guy that much? I must find out who on earth that man is!’ He did not think that the man loved Valda because the way he looked at Valda did not contain the slightest trace of love!
In the car, Valda Theller looked at Brian bitterly and said, “Sorry for getting you involved.”
“It’s nothing to me. Besides, I was the one who proposed that we date,” said Brian as he glanced at Valda Theller out of the corners of his eyes. “But how can you be so sure that I’m someone serious about my relationships? Maybe our relationship is just a game to me.”
Valda Theller said, “If it were only a game, you wouldn’t have warned me not to love you in the first place. I remember you saying a person’s love isn’t deep if they can withdraw it easily when we first met, so I figured that you must have loved someone deeply before.”
He pressed his lips together tightly.
Valda Theller let out a breath and said, “If I was wrong, I can only blame myself for judging you wrong.”
The traffic light happened to turn red, and the car stopped in front of the zebra crossing. Brian turned his head and looked at Valda Theller. His thin lips said, “Do you really think you can see through me?”
Valda Theller looked up and gazed at the man in front of her. His angular face and delicate facial features could attract people’s attention easily. However, the aura he exuded seemed to distance himself from others.
That faint estrangement would only disappear in the presence of the woman named Grace.
Those phoenix eyes seemed to contain all the splendor of the world and the calm sea. No one knew if it was turbulence or calmness underneath them.
Valda Theller said honestly, “I can’t, but at least I know you’re not a fraud.”
“What makes you so sure I’m not a fraud?” he asked in reply.
“What else could it be? What are you trying to get out of me? Money or sex?” Valda Theller touched her nose and said in self-mockery, “If you were trying to get money out of me, your car is worth more than everything I have.
There’s nothing you can get out of me. And I feel sorry for you if you want to get sex out of me.”
Haha!
Brian was amused. It was the first time a woman had said so.
However, what she said had lightened the mood in the car.
“Alright. If you have any problems while we’re in this relationship, I’ll help you settle them.” The statement was tantamount to a promise.
Anyone would be elated to get a promise like that from the crown prince, but Valda Theller quickly said, “No thanks…”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself. Maybe you’ll encounter some trouble that you can’t solve in the future,”
said Brian as he turned back and looked straight ahead again.
The red light had turned green, so he started driving again.
“Where do you want to go next?” Brian asked again.
‘Where to go… Valda Theller looked at the scenery along the way and suddenly said, “Why don’t we…
go to a bar?”
“A bar? Do you want to drink?” he asked.
“No, no, it’s my new book. The protagonist is a bar owner, but it’s been years since I went to a bar. I don’t know what bars look like now, so I want to check one out. Of course, we can go somewhere else if you don’t want to. I’ll just ask Camille to accompany me the next time.”
Brian said, “No, let’s go to a bar today. Do you have a specific bar you want to go to?”
“Not really,” replied Valda Theller.
20 minutes later, Brian pulled up at a bar’s entrance.
Valda Theller knew this bar. After all, she had researched many bars in tMason Swansonty for the protagonist’s character.
The bar that Brian brought her to was a new and popular bar in tMason Swansonty. However, the bar was more popular among the rich because of its high prices. Ordinary working-class people or students would not come here.
Even so, the bar was in line with the bar Valda Theller’s protagonist owned. It was a good place to base her protagonist’s bar on.
The only problem was… “Would it be expensive here?”
“No,” said Brian.
When Valda Theller saw the prices, she instantly understood that their definition of ‘expensive’ was completely different.
She looked at the menu and hesitated.
Brian seemed to see through her hesitation and said indifferently, “You can order whatever you want.
Don’t worry about the price.”
“But…”
“Since we’re dating, we should play along with each other’s spending habits. I had no opinions when you said you refused to accept my gift because you’ll think what’s fake is real if this were to go on for long. But it’s too tiring if we have to calculate the price of every meal or drink every time we go out on dates.”
Brian flipped through the menu and summoned a waiter to order two cocktails as he spoke.
After the waiter left, he said, “This bit of money doesn’t mean anything to me, and you don’t need to help me save money. What you’re helping me with is more important than this.”
Valda Theller paused. He was referring to her pretending to be his girlfriend.
“Do you think anyone will believe that I’m your girlfriend?”Valda Theller asked. Even Raymond Bowman did not think they were dating and thought she was being fooled.
She and Brian were like people from two different worlds.
when they stood together.
Brian murmured, “Yes, as long as you look like you love me and I look like I love you.”
“It’s not that easy,” muttered Valda Theller.
“Is it difficult?” Brian said as he suddenly leaned over and caressed her cheek with one hand. “Valda, is it hard to pretend to love me?”
Valda Theller only felt her heartbeat racing at that moment.
The cheek his palm pressed on seemed to burn.
His dark phoenix eyes were no longer distant and indifferent but misty. They looked near yet far and were seductive.
Gosh, forget about pretending. It would be easy to fall in love with him. ‘Does this man not know how captivating he is when he poses like this?’
Just then, the waiter came over with two cocktails, so Valda Theller got to resolve the embarrassment she felt. She quickly turned her head, took the cocktail, and sipped it with her head down.
Brian said nothing more on the subject and withdrew his hand. He picked up the cocktail in front of him and sipped gently.
Valda Theller soon drank more than half the glass.
“Well? Is it good?” Brian asked.
Valda Theller nodded. She had drunk cocktails before, but they were all made by bartenders from small bars. The glass today felt different.
“I feel like I’ve been drinking bad cocktails before this,” said Valda Theller.
“If you like it, you can order more later,” said Brian.
“Can I order yours later?” she asked. The cocktail he was drinking looked beautiful and delicious.