âI think itâs less about timing and more about you enjoying your little game with her, isnât it?â
Brian said, cutting to the chase.
Barlow grinned.
âBrian, thatâs called having a bit of fun.
Itâs something you wouldnât get!â
âOnly you could make such a mischievous prank sound like an art form,â
Brian replied dryly.
Barlow burst into hearty laughter and then asked, âBrian, are you truly not going to tell me how to sway Selina to our side?â
âJust watch and learn!â Brian sai
d teasingly.
âAlright then.
Reach out if you need anything.
â
âWiLL do.
I should head off now.
â
Brian hung up the phone, a smile lingering on his face.
Sanford, who had been eavesdropping nearby, caught fragments of the conversation.
Although he didnât hear every word, he pieced together one crucial fact.
âBrian, your brother Barlow isnât really dead, is he?â
âNo, he isnât.
â
âHeâs Carlow?â
âYes.
â Brianâs expression softened.
âHeâs protecting the Hughes family in secret, under a different guise.
â
Upon hearing this, Sanford nodded with approval.
âYouâve got an amazing brother.
â
That could not be more true.
It was often remarked that the sons of wealthy families were cold-hearted and devoid of genuine brotherly bonds.
Fortunately, he had a good brother with a heart as pure as the driven snow.
A warmth enveloped Brianâs heart.
âEarlier, you mentioned you had a plan to make Selina testify against Aldrich.
Whatâs your strategy?â Sanford asked with piqued curiosity.
Brianâs smile faded, and a steely glint flickered in his dark eyes.
âIsnât she quite resourceful? Then Iâll fight fire with fire!â
On the other end, Barlow hung up the phone and gazed at the city lights twinkling outside the window, a smile playing on his Lips.