âWell, Alan, you better not make a scene here. Accept my invitation and letâs get wasted.â Dave Chou despised hypocrisy. He talked straight to the point.
âWhat about a bottle of wine?â Alan Hoyle laughed.
âLetâs go.â Dave Chou invited Ivy Aldington along.
He got up and went inside.
Olive Steele watched three of them entering the private longue.
Aoba Hoyle pouted, âHi, sister-in-law, I heard that man likes you.â
âDonât talk about me. Letâs talk about you.â she came here to ask him about Chloe Malan. Alan Hoyle told her to stay out of it. It was true that feelings were personal, but she couldnât help feeling anxious looking at both of them.
âDonât talk about this. Besides, my brother is not here, so I wonât tell.â said Aoba Hoyle.
âItâs no longer a secret. You donât have to be discreet. Come on, tell me, how do you feel about Chloe Malan?â she didnât want to beat around the bush with him. Also, she didnât what the three men inside the private longue could talk about.
Aoba Hoyle who looked up and happy just now, suddenly looked stiff, âSister-in-law, do you think Iâm unreliable?â
Perhaps, because he was unreliable, he couldnât give Chloe Malan a sense of security she wanted.
Thus, because of insecurity, she refused to give him a chance to prove that he could fight against the transactional marriage with his mother like his older brother. It was a checkmate for him since the beginning.
âYou really do look like an unreliable person.â Olive Steele sipped her wine. There was an indescribable feeling in her heart. If Mrs. Hoyle was kicked out of the equation, she would like him to be with Chloe Malan. However, with Mrs. Hoyleâs existence, everything became unsure. It was probably Chloe Malanâs concern.
âSo, you agree.â Aoba Hoyle smiled bitterly.
His older brother confirmed this and now, when he was seeking advice from his sister-in-law, she confirmed it again. There was no one supporting him. He looked like a fool here.
Olive Steele looked at the woman singing on the stage. If a woman waited until late at night, wasted her youth without regret, and he was to love her, she would be loyal forever.
She felt that Chloe Malan was singing to her younger self, warning her not to repeat the ugly days, âGive her some space.â
If he pushed too hard, she would step away. How could he not understand such a simple theory? He thought that she was complicated, but she thought that he knew nothing.
Alan Hoyleâs face changed, âAre you telling me to give up?â
How was it possible? It was rare of him to find a woman to actually tempt him. Although Chloe Malan was older than him, her love gave him a sense of protection instead. However, she only thought of him as an unreasonable child.
âI just asked you to give her some time and space. Donât follow her around like youâre her second skin.
If it was me, I wouldnât be able to stand you.â
âShe always escapes, I can only chase her around. I think my brother uses the same way to win you back, no?â
âAre you the same with your brother? Is your situation with Chloe Malan the same with mine?â Olive Steele wanted to crack his brain open to find out whatâs inside. Alan Hoyle said that his younger brother was very smart. Well, she thought that he had a high IQ, but to balance it, he had a low EQ.
âWhat do you think I should do?â
âCool down.â
âSister-in-law, donât fool around, okay?â
Silence.
Olive Steele said, âHave you ever wonder how long your enthusiasm will last if she accepts you now?
Her marriage fails once. Your enthusiasm probably reminds her of the past. She had also experienced it with her former husband. The man chased her just like you did, but after marriage, she was betrayed.â
âI swear I will never betray her.â said Aoba Hoyle seriously.
Olive Steele sneered coldly, âYour oath is nothing convincing to a broken woman.â
Aoba Hoyle scratched the back of his head, âWomen are so hard to understand.â
âAre you scared yet?â Olive Steele smiled.
Aoba Hoyle snorted, âIf Iâm afraid, donât call me Young Master Hoyle.â
Olive Steele leaned over to the table while holding her chin with her hand, âTell me. if your mother and Chloe Malan fall into the river at the same time, neither of them can swim and you can only save one, who would you choose to save?â
Actually, Chloe Malanâs problem was right here. Olive Steele and Chloe Malan were women. She knew exactly what Chloe Malan was concerning about.
Aoba Hoyle was stunned. This question seemed to stun him. He couldnât answer it right away. He scratched his ear and laughed, âI choose to elope.â
Olive Steele smiled.
âWhat are you laughing at, sister-in-law?â