Chapter 339 David Chou Transfigured

"Well, Alan, you better not make a scene here. Accept my invitation and let's get wasted.” Dave

Chou despised hypocrisy. He talked straight to the point.

“What about a bottle of wine?” Alan Hoyle laughed.

“Let's go.” Dave Chou invited Ivy Aldington along.

He got up and went inside.

Olive Steele watched three of them entering the private longue.

Aoba Hoyle pouted, “Hi, sister-in-law, I heard that man likes you.”

“Don't talk about me. Let's talk about you.” she came here to ask him about Chloe Malan. Alan

Hoyle told her to stay out of it. It was true that feelings were personal, but she couldn't help feeling

anxious looking at both of them.

“Don't talk about this. Besides, my brother is not here, so I won't tell.” said Aoba Hoyle.

“It's no longer a secret. You don't have to be discreet. Come on, tell me, how do you feel about

Chloe Malan?” she didn't want to beat around the bush with him. Also, she didn’t what the three

men inside the private longue could talk about.

Aoba Hoyle who looked up and happy just now, suddenly looked stiff, “Sister-in-law, do you think

I'm unreliable?”

Perhaps, because he was unreliable, he couldn't give Chloe Malan a sense of security she wanted.

Thus, because of insecurity, she refused to give him a chance to prove that he could fight against

the transactional marriage with his mother like his older brother. It was a checkmate for him since

the beginning.

“You really do look like an unreliable person.” Olive Steele sipped her wine. There was an

indescribable feeling in her heart. If Mrs. Hoyle was kicked out of the equation, she would like him

to be with Chloe Malan. However, with Mrs. Hoyle's existence, everything became unsure. It was

probably Chloe Malan’s concern.

“So, you agree.” Aoba Hoyle smiled bitterly.

His older brother confirmed this and now, when he was seeking advice from his sister-in-law, she

confirmed it again. There was no one supporting him. He looked like a fool here.

Olive Steele looked at the woman singing on the stage. If a woman waited until late at night, wasted

her youth without regret, and he was to love her, she would be loyal forever.

She felt that Chloe Malan was singing to her younger self, warning her not to repeat the ugly days,

"Give her some space.”

If he pushed too hard, she would step away. How could he not understand such a simple theory? He

thought that she was complicated, but she thought that he knew nothing.

Alan Hoyle's face changed, “Are you telling me to give up?”

How was it possible? It was rare of him to find a woman to actually tempt him. Although Chloe

Malan was older than him, her love gave him a sense of protection instead. However, she only

thought of him as an unreasonable child.

“I just asked you to give her some time and space. Don't follow her around like you're her second

skin. If it was me, I wouldn't be able to stand you.”

"She always escapes, I can only chase her around. I think my brother uses the same way to win you

back, no?”

"Are you the same with your brother? Is your situation with Chloe Malan the same with mine?” Olive

Steele wanted to crack his brain open to find out what's inside. Alan Hoyle said that his younger

brother was very smart. Well, she thought that he had a high 1Q, but to balance it, he had a low EQ.

"What do you think I should do?”

“Cool down.”

"Sister-in-law, don't fool around, okay?”

Silence.

Olive Steele said, “Have you ever wonder how long your enthusiasm will last if she accepts you now?

Her marriage fails once. Your enthusiasm probably reminds her of the past. She had also

experienced it with her former husband. The man chased her just like you did, but after marriage,

she was betrayed.”

“I swear I will never betray her.” said Aoba Hoyle seriously.

Olive Steele sneered coldly, “Your oath is nothing convincing to a broken woman.”

Aoba Hoyle scratched the back of his head, “Women are so hard to understand.”

"Are you scared yet?” Olive Steele smiled.

Aoba Hoyle snorted, “If I'm afraid, don't call me Young Master Hoyle.”

Olive Steele leaned over to the table while holding her chin with her hand, “Tell me. if your mother

and Chloe Malan fall into the river at the same time, neither of them can swim and you can only

save one, who would you choose to save?”

Actually, Chloe Malan’s problem was right here. Olive Steele and Chloe Malan were women. She

knew exactly what Chloe Malan was concerning about.

Aoba Hoyle was stunned. This question seemed to stun him. He couldn't answer it right away. He

scratched his ear and laughed, “I choose to elope.”

Olive Steele smiled.

“What are you laughing at, sister-in-law?”