His assistant hesitated, then continued carefully, "But why did you hire someone to keep her locked up for another twenty-four hours? Miss Wyatt looked seriously injured when we found her."
Brian’s eyes narrowed as he spoke with tone as cold as ice, "She loves playing the victim so much. That’s why I give her a real lesson. The kidnappers called Adeline for ransom money. She was so scared she came down with a fever."
"I already told those men to just rough her up a little, nothing serious. She’s just too fragile."
Lying in my hospital bed, my scalp prickled and a chill swept through my entire body. So this was the truth. Adeline had already blamed everything on me, calling it my own scheme and Brian believed her completely.
When I was eighteen years old, the Wyatt Family finally brought me back home. That was when I learned about the arranged marriage between the Herbert and Wyatt families. Everyone in London said Brian and Adeline were childhood sweethearts and that he would definitely choose her.