Can't Let Go of This Love

Chapter 8 Jarvin Making A Scene

Lauren's gaze swept over Briana, and her arrogant and disdainful expression became more pronounced. "Oh, it's you. What are you doing here late at night? Hiding your shady affairs from my cousin?"

Briana couldn't be bothered with her. She bent down to pick up the fallen shopping bag and calmly replied, "Lauren, you should've stayed there forever since you ran off abroad. I was born to be malicious and vengeful, you know?"

At Briana's words, Lauren paled and stepped back nervously. "What do you want?"

Briana raised an eyebrow. "Oh, no biggie. Remember how you caused my miscarriage? So you better watch out once you are pregnant!"

As Briana spoke, her threatening gaze lingered on Lauren.

Although Lauren was far from being pregnant, Briana's gaze still frightened her. "You're crazy! You were pregnant because you said so! Don't ever try to blame me just because I accidentally bumped into you. Also, if you dare to harm me, my family will never spare you! And... And my cousin will divorce you and kick you out! You won't even get a penny from your divorce!"

"Well, let's see. I have nothing to lose," Briana said.

"You're insane!"

Lauren yelled, then turned to leave, feeling guilty.

Outside the supermarket, Lauren got into the Land Rover parked on the side of the street, looking displeased.

The man beside her said indifferently, "Why the long face? And where's the water you're supposed to buy?"

Lauren complained, "Desmond, do you remember what I told you before? The woman who used a fake pregnancy to pressure my cousin into marriage? I actually ran into her just now. It was so disgusting!"

Desmond remained indifferent. "Go get your water, or we'll be leaving."

"Desmond, you..."

Lauren paused abruptly when she noticed Desmond's gaze fixed on something outside the car. She followed his gaze, but there was nothing there. Just as she was about to ask, Desmond suddenly opened the door and rushed out.

Lauren hurriedly followed, catching up to Desmond, who seemed to be searching for something in the crowd. "Desmond, what's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Desmond gradually regained his composure and gazed down. "Nothing. I must have mistaken someone for another."

He had just seen someone that resembled Briana.

"Let's go, then," said Lauren, tucking Desmond's hand into her arms.

However, Desmond pulled his hand out of her embrace, saying, "Lauren, I'll get you a cab. I have other matters to attend to, so I won't send you home."

"But you promised me just now..."

Ignoring Lauren's protest, Desmond strode away without hesitation.

*****

After returning home, Briana placed the food she bought into the refrigerator. She then poured a glass of water for the listless Kaylee on the sofa.

Kaylee took the glass and waved her phone at Briana with excitement. "Honey, check this out! Desmond is back and he's looking for you. I have no idea who gave him my contact!"

Kaylee placed the phone in front of Briana, and Briana saw two texts on the screen.

Desmond: I'm Desmond Olsen.

Desmond: Have you heard from Briana lately?

Briana kept staring at the messages in a daze until the screen went dark.

Kaylee said, "Should I tell him that you're currently living with me? Or should I just give him your number directly?"

Briana instinctively shook her head. "No, not for now..."

Kaylee knew what Briana was worried about and didn't insist. She sighed and lied to Desmond, saying that she hadn't seen Briana for a long time, but she would inform him as soon as she got any news.

Lying in bed, sleep eluded Briana all night. It wasn't until dawn that she closed her eyes in a daze.

But not long after, her phone began buzzing frantically. In a trance, she fumbled for a while before answering.

A man's voice came from the other end of the phone. "Mrs. Fisher, there's a situation at the company. It would be better for you to come and take a look."

The man continued saying something, but Briana didn't catch another word. It wasn't until more than ten minutes after the call ended that she finally shook off her sleepiness.

Company? What company?

Briana rechecked the income call and realized it was from Scott's assistant, Calvin.

She scratched her head annoyedly, got changed, rushed to the bathroom for a quick wash, and then hurriedly called a cab.

By the time she reached Fisher Group, it was precisely twelve ten. It was lunchtime, so the street was more crowded than usual.

At this moment, almost all the passers-by had gathered at the entrance of the Fisher Group building, eagerly watching the commotion.

"Don't you dare touch me! I am your CEO's father-in-law. Believe it or not, I can have him fire all of you! Does Scott Fisher think he can get away from this? Tell him that even in a divorce, he must at least give us half of his assets! My daughter has been married to him for three years, satisfying his every need, and now he wants to divorce her without giving her any compensation. How could he be so despicable!"

When Briana arrived, she happened to overhear the "satisfying his every need" part. Her face instantly turned pale as an unprecedented sense of shame overwhelmed her, and she wished she could disappear on the spot.

Just as she was about to flee the scene, Calvin, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, stood by her side and whispered, "Mrs. Fisher, your father has been causing a scene here for half an hour, causing significant disruption to Fisher Group. Mr. Fisher has given you three minutes to resolve this matter. Otherwise, we'll turn in your father to the police!"