Chapter 987 Their Matters, They Will Handle Themselves, Tonight You Are Mine
The Hall Mansion glowed with a soft, warm light.
Violet had just finished her bath and was lounging on her bed in a thin silk nightgown. She quickly texted Emily. [Hey, babe, you home yet?]
So much had gone down at the party tonight, especially towards the end when Lucien seemed pretty wasted.
Hopefully, nothing bad happened.
Emily had just gotten home and was in her bedroom. She hadn't even had time to shower before replying to Violet's message: "Yeah, I'm home."
Violet asked, [Everything okay?]
Emily bit her lip, her mind a mess. Lucien's scent still lingered on her lips, driving her crazy. She had tried to wipe it off earlier, but it wouldn't go away.
That intense scent clung to her lips.
Thinking about it made Emily angry. She raised her hand to rub her lips again. She didn't want to tell Violet what had happened tonight, so she decided to keep it to herself. [It's fine. I took him home, so I don't owe him anything.]
Violet didn't doubt the truth of her words. [Good, as long as everything's okay. Get some rest.]
Emily replied, [Alright, goodnight.]
Violet put down her phone and suddenly remembered she should talk to Emily about Austin. But how should she bring it up?
Violet felt a bit troubled.
Austin was very well-liked by Emily's parents. If she tried to stir things up, Emily might not believe her and could even question why she was investigating Austin.
This was a tricky situation.
Violet couldn't help but frown, lying on the bed, lost in thought.
Brady came out of the bathroom after his shower and saw Violet lying on the bed, holding her phone.
The orange bedside lamp cast a soft glow on her face, making her look even more beautiful.
But what was she thinking about?
Brady walked over and sat down beside her, asking, "What's on your mind?"
"Emily," Violet snapped out of her thoughts and met Brady's gaze, answering honestly.
Brady rubbed her head playfully, saying, "I guess I shouldn't have told you so early. Maybe I should've waited until after our wedding."
Violet glared at him, saying, "Emily's situation doesn't conflict with our wedding."
"Besides, if you had told me later and they got married... I wouldn't be able to forgive myself."
Brady thought she was worrying too much. Emily and Austin wouldn't get engaged so soon. "Don't worry, they won't get engaged anytime soon."
"Why do you say that?" Violet was puzzled and a bit frustrated. Why was Brady always so confident, as if he could predict everything?
And she knew nothing?
It felt like such a failure!
Brady glanced at her, climbed into bed, and pulled her into his arms, saying, "Lucien won't let it go."
"With him around, Emily won't get engaged."
Violet pushed away his embrace, sitting up straight and staring at him in shock: "Lucien? No way! Why wouldn't he let it go?"
"Seems like you don't understand men well enough," Brady said with a gentle smile.
"You think you do?" Violet huffed, "I didn't see Lucien doing anything special for Emily."
"No man goes out of his way to shield a woman from drinks unless he has a reason." Violet had told him about what happened at the party earlier.
He understood the situation.
Violet didn't believe him: "Maybe he was just being nice? You know he's with Willow, right?" Lucien was still a decent guy.
Even though he hadn't shown interest in Emily before, he hadn't led her on.
When he decided to end things, he did it decisively, unlike some men who keep stringing girls along just to play games.
If he didn't like someone, he made it clear. Violet appreciated that about him.
But tonight, he was with Willow, the girl who had undergone plastic surgery.
Willow had already said he was her boyfriend.
Could he be trying to interact with them at the same time?
"Don't believe me? Just wait and see," Brady didn't want to spend this beautiful night arguing about other people's relationships. He grabbed her slender wrist and said in a husky voice, "Alright, they'll handle their own issues. Tonight, you're mine!"
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