His Dangerous Love

Chapter 40 Exposed Identity

Chapter 40 Exposed Identity

Alicia pointed angrily at an inconspicuous red mark on her fingertip and exclaimed, "What is this!"

The terrified manicurist didn't dare say a word and trembled in fear.

"I'm sorry, miss. I accidentally touched it while filing your nails. I... I'll apply some hand cream for you..."

"Don't touch me! Get lost!"

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving right away."

The manicurist scrambled away, afraid for her life.

After this incident, Alicia's good mood vanished utterly.

Her face darkened as she considered Brett's request. "Whichever hand of hers touched Jefferson, I want that hand severed!"

Basement

Brett vented his last time on the woman and said, "You can leave now."

After days of torment, the woman's eyes were void, and it took her a while to react to his words.

She had gone from anger to fear and didn't dare show any hint of attitude. She kept thanking Brett, "Thank you, thank you."

Afraid that Brett would change his mind, she tried to please him. "I won't say anything when I leave. I won't say a word."

Brett sneered, "If you want to die, feel free to speak."

Unlike when he faced the Gibson family, he was no longer submissive. He had become inflated when dealing with the weak.

"Before you leave, there's one more thing you have to leave behind."

As the bodyguard approached, the woman panicked and tried to retreat.

"What are you going to do?"

"Don't come any closer."

"Ah!"

A scream filled the basement.

"..."

Brett came out from inside, reminiscing about the pleasures he had experienced with the model earlier. He felt a bit regretful.

Although he earned benefits every time he dealt with women for Alicia, this one could be regarded as extraordinary.

But thinking that he would see Elianna tomorrow, he became excited again.

He soon had the person he'd always wanted but couldn't get.

Just the thought of it filled him with excitement.

This party was small-scale and held at the Gibson family's private winery.

The castle-style decoration gave it a mysterious and eerie touch with its reddish-brown walls on a cloudy day.

Elianna arrived not too early; seven or eight guests were already in the winery, holding wine glasses and tasting the wine.

After looking around and not seeing Alicia, she assumed she was waiting for everyone to arrive before making an appearance.

Asher went to chat with friends independently, and Elianna held her glass of wine as she looked at the red wine on the rack.

"Ms. Gentry, are you interested in this bottle of vine produced in Cheval Blanc?" Brett appeared behind her without her noticing.

Elianna frowned inwardly and turned around, putting on a polite smile. "Mr. Patrick."

They shook hands, and Elianna felt his grip was a bit forceful, whether it was an illusion.

"Just taking a look," Elianna withdrew her hand, appearing indifferent but alert in every pore.

She thought Brett would leave after she said that, but he chose to stand beside her and engage in conversation.

Elianna made small talk while discreetly surveying the surroundings.

When she approached earlier, she didn't notice, but now she realized that the wine rack separated this corner. One couldn't see inside from the outside.

In other words, her plan to escape with Nola was almost impossible.

"It seems like Ms. Gentry doesn't enjoy being with me?" Brett leaned closer, his breath wafting onto her face.

The overwhelming fragrance of cologne made Elianna extremely uncomfortable.

She took a step back. "Mr. Patrick, your words can easily be misunderstood. I am already engaged."

Brett didn't retreat but instead moved closer. "Are you rejecting me because you're engaged, or is it because you're afraid I'll find out that you're not Elianna but..." All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Julianna."