Chapter Thirty One

"Oh, I see. Aren't you supposed to be at work today?" Brielle squinted at Stephen and was dazzled by his bright smile. "I'm not only your husband but also the boss. My company won't go out of business if I'm gone for a day." Stephen pulled out a chair and sat down, watching her playfully. "Scott is capable. I don't need to worry about it."

And, in the office of Chu Internation, Scott shivered at his desk suddenly, as if he had heard what Stephen said. The word "husband" sent Brielle deep into thought. She frowned slightly but soon felt relieved. Stephen was right. He was her husband. Although they had been out of contact for so many years, they were a married couple.

Mrs. Pei served them some small salmon-cakes with ginger-sesame sauce, perfect for such hot days. "I need to get back to the base to at least pack some necessities." Brielle thought that she should bring some essentials and clothing here since she would be living here. She didn't like the things upstairs at all.

"Okay. I will go with you after lunch." Stephen had also thought of it, so he agreed delightedly. "I can do it myself. I don't have much. Well, I don't intend to move. Don't bother." Brielle didn't want Stephen to be on base. Those who took part in the mission last night knew that she had downed the love drugs by mistake. If they saw Stephen there, they would gossip.

"What if I insist?" Stephen glanced at her unhappily, wondering, 'Does she even like me? I'm not presentable? She actually refused me!' "Well..." Brielle didn't know what to say. She knew how overbearing Stephen was. She frowned. She had no idea what to do.

Suddenly, Stephen's phone rang. Brielle felt relieved when he answered. It took the pressure off her and gave her time to think. "Hello, what's wrong?" Stephen stared at Brielle all the time. he sulked as she breathed a sigh of relief. They had agreed to give each other a chance, but it seemed that she made that promise without really meaning it.

"Mr. Stephen the stockholders' meeting is today. We need you here. Aren't you coming in?" Alex didn't go to the XS nightclub last night, so he didn't know why Stephen wasn't in the office today. "Okay. I see. I will be right there." Stephen almost forgot about the meeting. If he wasn't there, those stubborn old men would play new tricks.

Wasn't it boring for them to provoke him the same way for so many years? "I'll arrange a car for you, Brielle. Something came up. Stockholders' meeting. I can't go with you." Stephen stood up. "It's okay. Just go. I can do it myself. Fan will help me." Stephen wouldn't go with her. She relaxed somewhat.

"Don't be happy. I will sort you out after I come back." Stephen snorted in her ear. What happened before had to be settled as well. The smile died on Brielle's lips. 'I just refused him. Why did he treat me so harshly?' Brielle rolled her eyes.

Scott met Stephen as soon as he entered Chu Internation Group. "Wow. This is late even for you. You must be tired from last night." Scott snickered, picturing what happened the night before. Stephen side-eyed him and walked quickly to the elevator. Scott could imagine whatever he liked. It was none of his concern.

"Hey, Stephen, tell me, Brielle must be all sexed up after those drugs, right? That's why you're late." Scott followed Stephen to the elevator, looking forward to his answer. "You'll know if I Madison drugged someday," Stephen said in a baleful, scary tone. he furrowed his brow, making his displeasure known. he had a talent for finding out what hurt others deeply and using it against them.

Scott was furious. How could he? How dare he say that so shamelessly? "Leave Madison out of this! Say what you like to me, but that was over the top!" Scott was irritated. Madison had no connection to him. Why did Stephen always bring her up?

"No, it pisses you off. So I'll keep doing it." Stephen smirked complacently. Scott was so angry that he wanted to beat Stephen and wished that Stephen was pounded into the pavement last night. "Fine. Go ahead, but it won't be useful next time." Scott scowled at him, frustrated.

"I don't need to do anything next time. Someone else will put you in your place." Stephen was difficult to deal with. he would never admit defeat. "What are you talking about?" Scott was confused. Curiosity killed the cat, but Scott didn't live by that rule, so he'd ask the wrong question and always get bullied by Stephen.

"Did you forgot what today is?" After stating his piece, Stephen strode out of the elevator, while Scott stood there in anger. "Mr. Stephen, you look happy." Alex stared at Stephen in confusion. he heard Stephen chucking just when he came out of his office.

"You can ask Scott about it. Is it time to hold the meeting? Prepare the documents that can shut those old men up." Stephen did not answer Ale's question directly. Instead, he let Alex become the object of Scott's anger.

Alex stared at Stephen in confusion. he heard Stephen chuckling just when he came out of his office. "You can ask Scott about it. Is it time to hold the meeting? Prepare the documents that can shut those old men up." Stephen did not answer Alex's question directly. Instead, helped Alex become the object of Scott's anger.

"I have prepared all the documents, except for the financial statements that you need to personally check." Alex looked around and finally noticed that Scott was coming over with a gloomy face. he was purple-faced with rage, ready to bite the head off anybody who tangled with him. Why did Stephen keep doing this? Alex broke into a sweat with fright and hope Stephen wouldn't make fun of him next time.

I'll sort them out now. Get ready. I wonder whether they will present something new this time." Stephen stepped into his office, ignoring Alex who was lost in thought. It was not his duty to entertain them. They had to settle it by themselves. It wasn't his problem at all.

Brielle ultimately chose to drive the Audi to the base. It wasn't the least ostentatious among all the others, just a 2-seater silver model. But, of course, it was a limited edition luxury car, prized by collectors all over the world. It was still obviously a classic. But she had no other choice: Stephen Chu's garage was filled with the most recognizable cars in the world, so it was difficult for her to be low key.

Since she wasn't wearing her military uniform today but instead her fashionable clothes with a pair of huge sunglasses, the gate sentry didn't recognize her at first. Naturally, she was stopped. "Ma'am, I'm sorry but this is a high-security area. I need your ID please." As soon Brielle rolled down the window, the soldier gave her a perfect military salute.

"It's me, Brielle Yang." She took off her sunglasses and revealed her cold petite face. "Ah!" The soldier struggled to contain himself. Colonel Yang, I'm sorry. I didn't know it was you." The soldier looked at her and then checked out her sports car. He seemed very confused. This was not Colonel Yang he was used to. These new threads were so chic, so trendy, a far cry from the military fatigues she usually wore. And when did she get a new car? Didn't she always drive her VW JETTA?

"It's alright. At ease, soldier. Carry on." Brielle nodded at him and started her car. When her car appeared in front of the soldiers, she caused quite a stir. Some of the car aficionados knew exactly what she was driving, but they didn't know Brielle was the driver. Some even whistled at the car. Indeed, they rarely saw a famous car like this at the base. It was better suited to the car. shows.

Brielle parked her car, took a deep breath, and finally exited the vehicle. When they saw who was driving, the soldiers scattered. Who wouldn't run away? That was Colonel Yang! Who would want to be caned so hard that he couldn't get out of bed?

"Colonel, what brings you here? Didn't they tell you that you could extend your vacation?" Although he was happy to see her, Oliver was still confused. And wasn't this car the one the colonel went home last night? Then it must have been Mr. Chu who was in the car that day!

"Oh! It's nothing. I'm just here getting some of my stuff. I'll be back in the city soon." Brielle answered, shutting the car door. "Colonel, let me give you a hand!" Oliver guessed that she was moving back to live in the city. Although he didn't understand why it was not his concern. It was the Colonel's personal life after all.

"Yeah! Let's go! And by the way, you can help me file the documents that I need." Brielle didn't pretend to be polite and accepted his offer. Oliver followed Brielle to the dorms. They accidentally ran into Adam.

"Staff officer Thompson, I'm really sorry about last night." although she was seriously drunk last night and affected by the drugs, she still remembered that he got into a fight with Fan. That was cause for more than a little embarrassment.

"Fine, how are you?" Adam seemed hurt when he looked at her, but he covered it up well. "I'm well! Sorry, for the misunderstanding." Brielle quietly apologized since it Stephen who started it all.

"You're fine and that's all that matters. I'll be alright." Adam then saw a thin love bite on her neck. His face paled immediately and his heart sank to rock bottom as well. "Staff officer Thompson, is something wrong?" Brielle noticed where he was looking. She tugged at her was looking. She tugged at her collar a bit, embarrassed. her pretty face blushed, too. She spent much time to find this top with a collar, but it still couldn't hide the sexy bruise that Stephen intentionally left on her.

"Oh! Nothing. I have things to attend to. I'll leave you two now, bye." Adam awkwardly fled the scene. He couldn't stand there and watch Brielle looking shy because of another man. It would suffocate him.

Escaping from her sight in dismay, adam helplessly leaned on a tree. He knew that his affection would never be returned. Yet he still charged headlong into the arena of love, with no fear of consequences. he really thought that he and Brielle could be together, but he was caught on an endless merry-go-round which he could not escape from.

"Oliver, what's with staff officer Thompson?" Brielle was confused as she looked at Adam's melancholy exit. "Um... About that, I'm not really sure." Oliver knew of Adam's affections for Brielle. After all, he always followed her around, so he was able to observe and understand the people and their actions around her. But how could he tell the truth? How could he tell Colonel Yang that Adam was staring at her with such love? How could he tell her that Adam was like this because he was hurt by her?

"Never mind, let's go! He was been acting strangely recently." It seemed like Mr. Chu was right; Brielle was still a naive girl. She knew very little about such things. So for staff officer Thompson, his love for her would remain unrequited for so much longer!

Brielle wasn't taking much with her. Mostly military uniforms and some casual clothes, along with some of the books and documents that she used on a regular basis. So she quickly put everything in order.

When she walked in front of her large stacks of newspapers and magazines, she couldn't help but stop and reminisce. Theses were the publications with stories about Stephen. She caressed a photo of him with a trembling hand. For so many years, those magazines were all she had of him.

She carefully turned a page and saw a photo of him posing intimately with some popular actress. His hand was all over the woman's slim waist. His smile was intoxicating, but his eyes were fixated on the gorgeous woman in his embrace. That passionate look made Brielle jealous.

She turned another page and saw another beautiful woman besides his tall and dashing figure. The buzz was that this woman was close to him. He was around many women, yet that one was always there. Rumor had it that she was his favorite. Brielle knows that she shouldn't be thinking about these. They had grown way too distant now.

Brielle sighed and put down the papers. She didn't want the past to haunt her anymore. HSe was willing to try to believe that he truly felt for her and that it wasn't just a fling. She had nowhere else to turn now, as she was just hopelessly in love with him. She is so subservient in her love, so undignified, so painful, and so unconditional.

"Colonel, this is the phone you dropped last night. I packed the rest of your things into the car. Do you have anything else you want to take?" Oliver interrupted her thoughts and handed her an exquisite cellphone. She snapped back to reality in an instant.

"Oh! I think that's it. Thank you. I'll be going then. Call me if anything comes up." Brielle looked around one more time to see if she needed anything else. She made sure that everything was taken care of the turned to leave. She quietly bade the place goodbye.