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Chapter 8 Was She Mrs. Bailey

Word Count: 1359    |    Released on: 23/08/2023

ery gesture and smile carried an undertone of allure. It capt

fortlessly mingled with the men, d

seemed quite

toast to you,

let me refil

are for a dri

ce was well receiv

er client of Rogelio, grazed her hand,

ustered a smile. "Mr. Riley, do enj

ithdrew her hand, turned o

ed Marian closely, his silenc

and graceful, her melodious laught

tirely beyond Rogel

ful, her complexion draining. He had envisioned her be

eve

ly underest

lass tightened as he sl

veryone's attent

," he remarke

continuing, "I apologize. I didn't share a drink w

lip dress dipped, revealing a hint of her chest. A c

, a nameless heat surgi

e, however. It was he who had c

ped as she handed him the wine

ions. I'm determined not to betray your trust.

mented, raising an eyebrow slightly.

d affirmativ

swift motion. A few drops trickled down her l

n her. Her throat felt aflame, choking her sense

.. she had become quite

ze coldly. This woman w

allow himself to be ca

aside, her vision blurred

suming multiple glasses consecutively to

ldn't afford

she swayed and lost her ba

as seated beside her, reached out to grasp her waist, playfully

cited laughter

ast two hundred pounds of weight, his

Marian responded. "I

lf ensnared by Jayson's hold, his insi

ght here. Come on. Let's

re bottle of wine, his ey

sorry, Mr. Aston. I can't drink anymore

her stomach, she struggled

oom and relieve herself of

e queried, "What? You can't dr

stammered, attempting to placate him. "I

ow! There are so many eyes

ew harsh, his di

luctance. "Mr. Aston, I'll

me high-and-mighty individual. Isn't your aim to snag a

Marian's mouth while using his other h

attempting to e

cape from a two-hundr

ed the bottle and swung it, shat

ap

crack re

s it hit Jayson's forehead, an

ellowed. "You dare to hit

ughts were a

zation struck her with clarity

ding to his clients, yet she ha

n family could be salvaged, her

her across the face. He threatened her. "T

face, the sensation of the breeze gently ru

eve

r, a cold voice intervened

ayson's hand froze mid-air, his confid

te unruly. Permit me to teach her a lesson,

against his chair and questioned, "

at

nt, punctuated by

woman... was

rian stared at Rogeli

r identity so casually

le act to bring his wife alon

ng, as he addressed her. "Honey, have yo

stonishment swept

s. Bailey's interests

d at the corners

tered the art of passi

r into his embrace. In one smooth motion, he removed his suit jack

prevent anyone from gl

have the chance

stunned, stutt

her just now?" Rogelio's voice

on faltered und

intensity. "Can't answer? Then perha

take. I'm at fault. Please forgive me this time. I'll

ate," Rogel

Marian's shoulders and gu

hem, Jayson's desperate cri

broke out on

ld becom

ortion of the wine with water, but she had still consumed some. H

equences could be dire. An unbearable fear gnawe

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