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Chapter 587 Don’t Think About My Cousin
“I don’t think that’s a good—” Mark began, but Claudia had already seized the phone.“Mark,” she said, her voice laced with disdain, “do you even know what you’re doing? It’s bad enough you’re still breathing when no one wants you to be. But now you have the audacity to call this sacred residence?”“I don’t think you understand what ‘sacred’ means,” Mark replied coolly.She scoffed, masking her ignorance. “And you do? Do they even have dictionaries in the slum you crawled out of?”“I only called to ask where my wife was,” he said, holding onto civility with gritted teeth.“Don’t insult my niece by calling her your wife. Jeez, if Briana were my daughter—”Mark cut her off, his voice sharp with finality. “Then I thank the heavens every day that she’s not.”Without another word, he hung up.He didn’t have time for petty arguments. Panic churned in his gut as he called Vargas again, praying the man would answer quickly.Far across town, in the bustling corridors of General Hospital in Bra
Chapter 586 Briana to the Rescue
Briana entered her father’s suite and found him sprawled out on the bed, the covers drawn up only to his waist. As she approached, she assumed he must at least be wearing underwear, though Sandro, slightly embarrassed, silently hoped she wouldn’t notice that he wasn’t wearing anything at all beneath the sheets.“Dad, you really do look worn out. You need to rest more,” she said softly.Sandro let out a nervous chuckle. “Don’t worry about this old man, sweetheart.”“I have to worry. Uncle Gilson’s in the hospital, and you’re older than he is.”“He’s going to pull through,” he said, brushing it off.“But will he pull out of the mess we’re all in?” she asked, her tone shifting to something firmer, more businesslike.Sandro adjusted his position against the pillows, sensing the weight of the conversation. “This mess isn’t going to touch you, Briana.”“I know I’m with Glamour, but I still feel responsible. I spoke with Grandma Althea, and she rekindled the Vasconcelos fire in my blood.”Sa
Chapter 585 A God of War
Something stirred in Briana — more than duty, more than obligation. It was pride. Her grandfather’s legacy ran through her veins, and suddenly, the call to defend it was louder than her doubts.“I only wish I knew who actually owns Glamour,” she muttered, half to herself. “We’ve never seen the guy. He’s never once shown his face. I just hope he doesn’t turn out to be a problem... or accuse me of violating some exclusivity clause.”“Talk to Mark first,” Nadir advised, “then give us your answer.”“You already have it,” Briana said, standing. Her voice had settled into steel. “But first, I have two places to go.”The other women glanced at each other in surprise. Two places?Briana was already walking toward the door when she threw her answer over her shoulder. “I’m going to the Sodré Mansion to get Katrina out of there. She’s probably having dinner with Lawrence... or worse.”******Outside the towering Sodré Mansion...The lights in the master suite still burned behind thick curtains.
Chapter 584 The Patient Needs Rest
Althea turned back to her granddaughter, her tone thoughtful. “Briana, you know Lawrence Sodré better than anyone. You were classmates in college. That’s why I thought he would be a suitable match.”“Yes, Grandma,” Briana answered with a bittersweet smile. “He’s from a good family, runs his own bank, is highly respected. And yes... he’s handsome, fit, and very attractive. He posts some... steamy photos online that drive women wild. But what my father and Mark have said about him — it makes sense.”Nadir’s voice trembled slightly. “You really believe he was so obsessed with you that he tried to drug and kidnap you to make you his?”“I do,” Briana said without hesitation. “He showed up out of nowhere when I was already being held captive, claiming he had received an anonymous tip from that disgusting Anthony Curtis. He wanted to play the hero, hoping I’d fall for him and leave Mark.”Althea’s face twisted with revulsion. “How vile! He must have heard about my family-severance contract a
Chapter 583 The Aphrodisiac – AGAIN!
After watching for a moment too long, Katrina joined in, grabbing a dish towel and helping him dry. To any outsider, they might’ve looked like a married couple in their cozy domestic ritual.Lawrence broke the silence. “Katrina, I need to ask you something.”She tilted her head, voice dropping into a suggestive hum. “Anything you want.”“Do you actually believe I’m involved in those wild clubs that hide drugs and prostitution behind velvet curtains?”The question caught her off guard, and she nearly dropped the wine glass she had just dried. Her eyes widened in disbelief.“For Christ’s sake, Lawrence — of course not!”“Then why the delay in telling me about it?” he asked, his tone edged with irritation. “You took forever.”She fumbled for an excuse, her nerves bubbling to the surface. “You know the situation I’m in. My father had a heart attack while fighting with my uncle. He’s still in the hospital.”Lawrence gave a curt nod.“And now, with him out of the picture, people want to can
Chapter 582 A Man with Domestic Qualities
Briana sat on the edge of the master bed, now dressed in a delicate camisole, the soft fabric brushing her skin as she held her phone close. Her voice was low, filled with a mixture of relief and tension as she spoke. “Mark confirmed everything for me, my friend.”Far away, in the bedroom of Karl and Luana’s apartment, Luana settled onto the new double bed they’d recently purchased — a replacement for the one they’d shattered during one of their more wild and uninhibited nights.She adjusted the silk camisole she wore, the smooth material shimmering faintly in the dim light. “So it’s really true? Lawrence Sodré is our villain?”“Yes,” Briana replied without hesitation. “And my smart cousin even secured a bank loan.”Luana’s eyes narrowed with concern. “But you told your father, right?”Briana sighed deeply. “Mark visited him at the family mansion — he’s bedridden now — and my mother tried warning Katrina, but...”Luana perched at the head of the bed, still fiddling with her nightwear.
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