After moving out, Tessa Caldwell rarely saw Zion Caldwell, but the matter still cast a shadow on her psyche.
From then on, every time she saw this brother with no blood ties, she felt completely uneasy, even a little scared.
Zion Caldwell sighed lightly, revealing a gentle smile: "Tessa, I'll talk to Dad about the marriage to Jasper Vance. I won't let you marry him."
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly turned strange, very strange, extremely strange!
Tessa's eyes darted around, and she waved her hand: "There's no need for you to talk to Dad. I don't need to marry Jasper Vance. I'm already married."
"Already married?" Zion's anger flared up, eyes burning with intense fury, yet he suppressed it fiercely: "Tessa, marriage is not a game. Don't treat it as a joke."
"I'm not joking. We really are already married."
Today, Zion seemed particularly aggressive. Was he going to hit someone? Tessa was flustered. She blinked and glanced at Faye, sending out a distress signal.
But Faye remained unmoved, with an expression as if watching a show, leaning elegantly and irresistibly against the car door.
Zion paused for a moment, then said coldly: "You're lying."
"What? I'm not lying. Unless you want to see our marriage certificate to believe it, fine, it's no problem. Next time, I'll bring the marriage certificate to show you."
Looking into her clear water-like eyes, Zion felt the urge to pull her into his arms. He suppressed this thought and squeezed out five words from between his teeth: "Tessa, get a divorce!"
"No divorce!" Tessa replied crisply and decisively.
"Either divorce him or I'll make you two get divorced," Zion threatened.
"Are you out of your mind? Honey, say something?" Tessa signaled that she had no desire to deal with Zion and couldn't let Faye just watch the drama unfold; she had to drag him into the battleground.
Faye didn't disappoint her and finally took a stand.
He stepped forward, wrapped an arm around Tessa, cold indifference mingled with a hint of sardonic laughter in his eyes, his demeanor aloof and arrogant.
He didn't say a word, yet made Zion feel an innate sense of insignificance.
This is the innate aura the book describes.
Weren't they just saying he was merely a model? Why did he look at him with a superior's contempt? Zion was filled with complex emotions like anger and resentment, "Divorce my sister, take the money, and leave. Otherwise, I'll make your life hell."
The threat was spoken, but it didn't cause a flicker of change on Faye's face.
He remained at ease.
With gentle restraint, he pushed Tessa into the car, and then with a slight smirk at Zion, said: "So, how much are you offering?"
Zion thought for a moment and gave a price: "One million."
"One million? So this is the value of your love, so cheap!" Faye looked at him with a mocking curve at the corner of his mouth.
Leaving that remark in the air, he turned and walked to the driver's seat.
That glance wasn't one between a brother-in-law and an older brother but one between rivals, leaving Zion momentarily stunned before realization dawned on him. His face instantly pulled long and dark, looking very unpleasant.
In just a few minutes, the deepest secret of his heart was exposed.
This man, with such keen eyes and a cold, arrogant demeanor.
Is he really just a mere model?
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PS: Little Theater
Ruby the Beauty: Chuck, Tessa says long nights are too lonely... It's better to have the bed lit by the moon and two pairs of shoes by the bedside.
Faye: You want to sleep with me? Sure! But, be elegant.
Tessa: Elegant? No! Be filthy.
Ruby the Beauty: Filthy, sure! But you must also recommend, bookmark, comment, and vote, haha~~