Chapter 191

“Aubree, you know, Mr. Lynch is actually a pretty good catch,” said the voice at the other end of the line. “If you’re interested, the Clements family and the Lynch family could probably still make this marriage happen. Mr. Lynch has said he doesn’t care how many guys a woman has been with, and well, certain things can be ‘restored,‘ if you know what I mean.”

Aubree listened quietly, her fingers gripping her cell phone turning white from the pressure. It took her a while to hang up. “Bri, let’s hit the road.”

Brielle hadn’t heard the conversation on speakerphone and was unaware of what had been discussed.

She started the car and drove e off.

When they arrived at Aubree’s place, Brielle intended to walk her up to her apartment, but Aubree was rubbing her temples.

Brielle sensed her desire to be alone and didn’t step out of the car. “I remember you mentioned wanting a job, right? Maybe give it a shot? It could take your mind off Andrew for a while.”

She revved the engine, her expression neutral. “Besides, if Andrew really ties the knot with Tessa, or if they have kids, are you going to keep this thing going with him? If the Clements clan finds out, what’s your plan? Tiffanie told me that in Beaconsfield, there are two women you don’t mess with: Alivia and Tessa. If Tessa goes all out to give Andrew a child, he’ll probably treasure her to no end, and you’ll be left feeling even worse.”

Everyone in Beaconsfield knew about Tessa’s frail health; nobody thought she could handle childbirth.

But Brielle had a hunch that Tessa was the type to go all–in.

Right now, she was oblivious to the crisis, but once she sensed Andrew hooked up with another woman, her quickest solution would be to cling to her broken body and give Andrew a child, binding him to her for life.

And Aubree? She was just a catalyst in this scenario.

After her candid talk, Brielle drove away.

Meanwhile, Tessa had arrived in the hallway and immediately spotted the man leaning against the wall, smoking. “Andrew.”

Hearing the sound of high heels, Andrew thought it was Aubree returning. When he looked up and saw Tessa, he quickly stubbed out his cigarette. “What’s up?”

Tessa rarely attended parties, let alone visited places like this, which made Andrew somewhat panicked.

He didn’t want to agitate her with the smell of smoke. “Wait here. I’ll just tell Max and Mr. Lynch, then I’ll take you home.”

Tessa was thin, her hand slipping onto his arm. “I took some medicine before coming out. I’m fine. I just ran into Aubree at the entrance, with Spencer’s ex–fiancée. Andrew, you might want to tell your sister to avoid such questionable company.”

Sophia had told her about Brielle’s scandalous private life.

Plus, Brielle had once conned Andrew out of a hefty sum, a grudge Tessa held as if the money were her own.

She spoke hastily and then, realizing the urgency in her voice, coughed a few times and leaned closer to Andrew.

“And Aubree’s not getting any younger. I heard the Clements family was looking for a suitable match for her years ago. Why is there still no news?”

Tessa had always been irked by Aubree’s status, especially since she wasn’t Andrew’s biological sister.

The mere thought of a spark between them was revolting.

Andrew held her gently. “This place isn’t suitable for you. We can talk more at home. And tonight, I introduced Aubree to a guy, Mr. Lynch from Infinity Brilliance. You know them, right?”

Of course, Tessa knew about Infinity Brilliance, the leading name in diamonds. She thought she wanted Aubree to get married, but when she heard the groom–to–be was the young CEO of such a prominent company, she felt incredibly uneasy. It turned out she was just jealous of Aubree’s beauty and health.

She didn’t want Aubree to have it too good.

Her face paled. “Really? Let me go in and meet your friends then.”

It was the first time Tessa had asked to meet his friends, and Andrew couldn’t refuse.

As he escorted Tessa into the booth, Max and Dustin remained as before, silently sipping their drinks.

The atmosphere wasn’t awkward; it was just a bit eerie.

Tessa hadn’t expected Max to be there. Everyone in the social circles of Beaconsfield knew him. She faltered momentarily, then nodded politely.

Her gaze moved to Dustin and she realized that his good looks were on par with Max’s, though their auras were entirely different.

Dustin appeared to be a playboy, with his flirtatious eyes and thin lips.

Noticing Aubree hadn’t entered, he quirked an eyebrow. “Mr. Clements, did your sister bolt?”