Alison’s Identity of Romance ( Brayden Cornell ) - Alison’s Identity of Romance Chapter 11
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Chapter 11 Accidental Meeting
“Okay.” After Alison agreed, she hung up and sent him the time and location on WhatsApp.
As soon as she finished sending the message, there was a knock at the door. It was accompanied by Brayden’s voice. “Open the door. Someone’s looking for you.”
After hearing that, she threw her phone on the bed and walked over to open the door. Her tone lacked the usual gentleness and was now cold and indifferent. “What’s up?”
“Grandpa’s looking for you.” Then, he handed her the phone. “He said he couldn’t reach you because your line was busy.”
Alison paused, guessing it might have been because she was on the phone with Charles earlier. So, she took the phone and her voice softened. “Grandpa.”
“Is it too late to call you? I hope I’m not disturbing you.”
“No, it’s okay.”
“Earlier, you and Brayden left in a hurry, and I forgot to tell you that I still haven’t solved the chess problem you left me last time—”
Soon, the two of them chatted on the phone.
Meanwhile, Brayden was utterly uninterested in their conversation. Since Barry and Alison got along well, Barry rarely looked for his grandson. The most Barry ever said to him was something along the lines of, “Aly is better than you,” “Your chess skills are no match for Aly’s,” “How could I have such a stupid grandson,” and so on. Moreover, Brayden observed that she had become Barry’s “granddaughter” while he received various criticisms from his grandfather. Thinking about this, Brayden glanced involuntarily at the person talking patiently and gently to his grandfather. I’ve experienced the same gentleness and patience for the past two years. As he was thinking about it, the phone on Alison’s bed vibrated.
Inadvertently, he glanced over, but before he could get a good look at what was on the screen, she quickly picked up the device and turned off the screen. Her action was so instantaneous that he was unable to respond.
“Grandpa and I finished our conversation.” After saying that, she returned his phone to him, looking calm. “Your phone.”
However, Brayden didn’t take it; his eyes were still fixed on the phone behind Alison’s back. Although he didn’t see the content clearly, he seemed to have seen Charles’ name.
“You don’t want it?” She still held out the phone to him.
At that moment, Brayden’s gaze deepened, but he didn’t reach for his phone. “Who texted you earlier?”
“That’s my privacy,” Alison answered calmly.
After hearing that, he blurted, “I’m your husband.”
Still, she didn’t say anything and just stared at him.
At that moment, he only wore a white shirt on his upper body, looking slightly more refined than usual. He had also rolled up the cuffs twice, exposing his fair arms. Nevertheless, whatever he did, he could still pack a punch. Ultimately, he understood the meaning behind her gaze and uttered, “As long as we haven’t received the divorce certificate, I have the right to know who you’re in contact with.”
“Mr. Cornell, you may not be familiar with the law.” While saying that, Alison shoved the phone in his hand. “Even if you are my husband, you don’t have that right without my consent.”
“Alison.” Brayden looked cold, and he knew what kind of person Charles was. Although we are not in the same social circle, I know he is a ruthless man who will never hesitate to sell someone out and has never given anyone an out. Hence, she is risking her life by a**ociating with him!
“Give me your phone.”
“No.”
“Do you want me to go and grab it myself?” His gaze deepened after he said that.
“If you want me to give it to you, sure.” Alison didn’t want to fight with him, so she made an excuse. “Then, you have to show me your phone too.”
On the other hand, Brayden didn’t give it much thought; he simply wanted to know if the person she was contacting was Charles. “Sure.”
“I’ll check your chat history with Julia.” She deliberately gave him a reason so that he would refuse.
After hearing that, he pursed his thin lips into a straight line and ultimately refused after a brief thought. “No.”
“Well, then, I won’t give mine to you either.” Her attitude was unequivocal.
He remained silent for some time, his dark eyes staring at hers as if trying to decipher something. Ultimately, he left with his phone after saying, “Do as you wish.”
Soon, the two of them parted on bad terms.
Alison didn’t care about Brayden’s anger and promptly went to bed after closing the door.
The following day, they didn’t talk much. He made a phone call in the afternoon and left the house while she went to meet Charles.
Meanwhile, both had arranged to meet at the same restaurant.
When she arrived, Charles was already there.
Charles and Brayden were diametrically opposed. Brayden exuded a cold and distant vibe, while Charles had a polite smile for everyone. Nobody could guess what Charles was thinking with that grin, and it didn’t matter if he was angry, happy, or disliked someone. Hence, James and others had even given him the nickname “Charles the Fox.” Nonetheless, such a person was exceptionally kind to her.
“Why did you come so early?” Alison pushed open the private room door and saw him. Her face was relaxed and natural. “Didn’t we agree on 12.30PM?”
“Why do you think so?” Charles curved his lips. His handsome and refined face was framed by gla**es, and he wore a casual gray suit that made him look like the perfect boy next door with good grades and a pleasant demeanor.
At the same time, in the corridor outside the private room, Brayden walked with two men. They were both extremely handsome, one appearing sly and lazy and the other gentle and benign.
“Brayden, isn’t that your soon-to-be ex-wife who just went in?” The sly one hooked his lips and spoke with a hint of teasing and playfulness. “If I remember correctly, the one who booked this private room today is the heir of Imperia’s Adkins Family and a top legal expert, Charles Adkins.”
Brayden was stunned upon hearing that. Suddenly, he stopped and turned back to look at them. His eyes deepened as he asked, “Who?”
“Charles Adkins,” the sly man repeated.
Brayden’s gaze locked onto the door. Then, with almost no hesitation or thought, he took long strides toward the private room. He could only see images of Alison getting cozy with Charles in his mind. So, she got involved with Charles!
“Do we need to stop him?” the benign man asked.
“Why stop him when there’s a good show to watch?” the sly man answered with great interest, his hands in his pockets.
At that moment, Brayden opened the door with a chill running down his spine. As soon as he entered, he saw Alison and Charles sitting side by side, looking like they had a great relationship.
On the other hand, the noise at the door caught their attention, so they looked over in unison. When they saw Brayden, Alison paused momentarily, then asked with confusion, “Brayden?”
After hearing the name, Charles stared at him.
Brayden met his gaze briefly, but his expression was as aloof as ever. After that, he closed the door again with a lame excuse. “Sorry, wrong room.”
She was speechless by his response. Could he come up with a less ridiculous excuse?
“Are you not going to give him an explanation?” Charles asked, tilting his head slightly.
“There’s nothing to explain.” Alison was already fed up with Brayden’s behavior. “If you see him later, don’t reveal my identity. I’m just an ordinary worker in his eyes now.”