Chapter 9\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany had arrived in Holly\u2019s car. So, she stood outside the entrance, pulled up a ride\u2013hailing app, and tried to call a taxi. However, the clubhouse was tucked away in a remote area, and no drivers accepted her request.\u00a0<\/p>\n
All of a sudden, a hand landed on her shoulder from behind.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany was wearing a black spaghetti\u2013strap dress that night. The moment she felt someone touch her bare shoulder, she immediately stepped aside. Then, she raised her bag defensively in front of her chest and demanded, \u201cWhat do you think you\u2019re doing?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany didn\u2019t recognize Cyrus. Yet, the man\u2019s rumpled shirt and the hickeys on his neck made it clear that he was bad news.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The blood drained from her porcelain face as she glanced toward the security guards by the entrance. They, however, turned away and stepped back, clearly unwilling to get involved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cyrus smirked sleazily. \u201cDon\u2019t get the wrong idea, miss. I just want to be friends.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He inched closer toward her, his desire plain in his eyes. \u201cNoah\u2019s one true love is back now. Why don\u2019t you find yourself a new sugar daddy? A canary is still a canary, no matter whose cage she\u2019s in. Why don\u2019t you consider me instead?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany\u2019s amber eyes shook as his shadow approached. \u201cWho are you?\u201d she asked coldly. \u201cI have no idea what you\u2019re talking about!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cyrus was quite pleased to see fear flicker across the woman\u2019s face after hearing what he had said. He was even more pleased with her looks.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It was no wonder Noah had hidden her so well. If Cyrus had found her earlier, he would have taken her ages ago.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noticing his silence, Bethany lowered her head and tried to call the cops.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Cyrus, however, was a grown man. The difference in strength between them was immediately apparent as he snatched her phone away with one hand and grasped her arm with the other. \u201cYou\u2019ll ruin the fun if you call the cops.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Loose strands of hair clung to her cheeks as Bethany cried out, \u201cHelp-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She tried to appeal to the guards\u2018 conscience. Yet this was a private club. How could they not recognize Cyrus?\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was the heir of the Brannon family. His affairs were not something they dared to interfere with, nor could they afford to. Bethany thought she was done for when an arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a warm embrace. There was a cold glint in Silas\u2018 eyes as he drove a heavy kick into Cyrus, sending him flying.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He looked straight into her frightened, doe\u2013like eyes and gently comforted her. \u201cIt\u2019s okay. I\u2019m here. Stand back, turn around, and don\u2019t look!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Before she could respond, Silas strode toward the man writhing on the ground. His fists landed on where it hurt most. Cyrus broke out in a cold sweat from the pain, baring his teeth as he cursed out, \u201cWho the hell are you? Do you have any idea who I am? Believe it or not, you\u2019ll be dead once my men get here!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas\u2018 expression remained stoic as he punched the daylights out of him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, a few security guards tried to approach him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, the moment they met his icy gaze, they stopped dead in their tracks. Of course they recognized him. This man was none\u00a0<\/p>\n
other than their boss.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas only stopped when the man on the ground went silent. He lifted his chin and nodded at the two guards. \u201cCome over and call an ambulance.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cU\u2013Understood!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Silas spun on his heel and wrapped his arms around the trembling Bethany again. \u201cLet\u2019s go. It\u2019s over now.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany looked at him nervously. \u201cHe\u2019s still alive\u2026 right?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He smirked. \u201cOf course. Do I look like someone who would go that far?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She took a deep breath. She had been too scared to breathe earlier. \u201cThank you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s all I get? A verbal thank\u2013you?\u201d Silas teased.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas took her back to his place, and Bethany didn\u2019t refuse. She was still shaken, and her hands were ice\u2013cold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas snuck a look at her while keeping his hands on the steering wheel. Her face was pale, like a crumpled sheet of paper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
His heart sank, and he regretted holding back. If Cyrus weren\u2019t a Brannon, Silas would have crushed him without a second thought.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany returned to her senses and realized that she had followed him into his apartment.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gray marble floors gleamed coldly beneath her feet. Aside from a black leather couch and a metal\u2013framed floor lamp, the space was almost bare.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The massive floor\u2013to\u2013ceiling windows looked out over the glowing city. They were the only splash of color in the room. Bethany hadn\u2019t expected a womanizer\u2019s home to be so minimalist. Standing in a stranger\u2019s apartment\u2014even if he was technically her husband on paper\u2013she felt awkward. After all, they weren\u2019t close enough to share a bed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cPerhaps I should go home,\u201d she murmured.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas yanked off his tie and tossed it onto the black leather couch. \u201cGive me a break. I\u2019m wiped out after that fight. I don\u2019t have the energy to drive you home.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He glanced at her, half amused. \u201cYou don\u2019t think I\u2019m planning to do something to you, do you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her cheeks flushed in an instant, and she lowered her head, staring at the marble floor that reflected her embarrassment. She pursed her lips and forced out, \u201cI didn\u2019t think anything of the sort.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas chuckled and guided her into the guest room. \u201cYou\u2019ll be staying here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then, he raised his hand and switched on the light in the master bedroom. \u201cThis one\u2019s mine. You want to sleep in the master bedroom? Dream on!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany closed the door and quietly locked it. The bedding on the bed looked brand new, almost as if it had never been used. She relaxed a little.\u00a0<\/p>\n
At that moment, she realized that she did not dislike Silas, though he was not quite what she had imagined. He was a womanizer, yet he was oddly gentlemanly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany let out a small chuckle, thinking that the description was contradictory.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, she received a message.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Diana: \u201c7:00 pm tomorrow. Don\u2019t be late.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany\u2019s gaze darkened. After the two families met tomorrow, it would be time for her to collect what her dear mother\u00a0<\/p>\n
owed her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany slept poorly that night. The unfamiliar surroundings and the incident outside the club made her restless. She woke\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Chapter 9\u00a0<\/p>\n
up several times through the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany slipped out of Silas\u2018 apartment at first light.\u00a0<\/p>\n
3\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
Silas woke at 7:00 am. Looking at the empty guest room, he froze for a moment when he realized that Bethany had already\u00a0<\/p>\n
left.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He called his assistant, Ralph Windrow. \u201cHave someone renovate my villa at Elmstead. I want warmer colors. Yes, as soon as\u00a0<\/p>\n
possible.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany met Diana at the club\u2019s reception area at 7:00 pm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Diana arrived arm in arm with Gary. Her brows drew together as she took in Bethany\u2019s white dress. \u201cAren\u2019t you dressed a little too plainly?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gary, on the other hand, smiled. \u201cI think she looks fine. It makes her look more dignified.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cFine. Let\u2019s head inside.\u201d Diana reminded, \u201cBehave yourself later, Beth. Be more agreeable and less withdrawn. Once you marry into their family, you\u2019ll be representing more than just yourself; you\u2019ll be representing our family.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cBut I\u2019m a Porter, not a Reid,\u201d Bethany retorted apathetically.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Diana shot her an irritated look. \u201cDo you think you\u2019d be able to marry into wealth if not for Gary?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just then, a waiter rushed past with a service cart and bumped into Bethany. Caught off guard, she stumbled backward.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In a heartbeat, a pair of hands caught her at the waist. The familiar scent of cedar filled her nostrils.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany looked up, surprised to see Silas. He hastily withdrew his hand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gary appeared even more surprised than Bethany. \u201cYou\u2019re here as well, Mr. Brennan!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He shot Bethany a look and said, \u201cHurry up and thank Mr. Brennan, Beth.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany froze for a moment before asking, \u201cMr. Brennan?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Diana took in Bethany\u2019s dazed state and pinched her. \u201cThis is Silas Brennan, the heir of the Brennan family in Claridge. What are you waiting for? Thank him!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bethany\u2019s mind went blank. It turned out that Silas\u2018 last name was Brennan, not Brannon.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 10\u00a0<\/p>\n
A Mix-up Made Me His Enemy\u2019s Woman 9 Chapter 9\u00a0 Bethany had arrived in Holly\u2019s car. So, she stood outside […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[26],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19897","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-a-mix-up-made-me-his-enemys-woman-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19897","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19897"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19897\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19897"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19897"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19897"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}