Betrayed By Husband, Stolen By Brother In Law-Chapter 46: The Third Party

"Are you really getting married tomorrow?"

In a dark, smoky club, two men sat in a quiet corner, unaffected by the pounding music and the crowd around them.

Adam leaned back in his seat, looking utterly relaxed. He didn't even bother opening his eyes as he took a slow drag from his cigarette, letting the smoke curl lazily into the air.

"Holy sh*t, man!" The other man let out a short laugh, shaking his head in disbelief. "Three years ago, when you announced that you would marry, I never thought you'd actually go through with it. And what's even crazier? You're doing it for money. You don't even need it! You're one of the richest men in the world!"

Adam remained silent as if he had not even heard the loud words of his friend. Maximilian Snuff, exhaled sharply, clearly unwilling to drop the subject. He leaned in again, trying to get some 'tea' for himself.

"Come on, man. Just tell me the truth. What's so special about that estate your grandmother left you? Why do you want it so badly?" He took a sip of his drink, his eyes narrowing with curiosity. "You're really willing to marry some random woman just to get it? What's the deal?"

For a moment, Adam said nothing as he shot the man a look. He flicked the ash from his cigarette, watching the embers fade before he finally spoke.

"I'm not just marrying any random woman. She's my ex-sister-in-law."

Maximilian's eyes widened as he choked on his drink. "What the hell did you just say?"

Adam's voice remained cool and unaffected. "I said, I'm marrying my dear brother's ex-wife."

Maximilian blinked. He sat back in his seat, trying to process the information. "Didn't you have some kind of strict rule about never getting involved with married women?" He knew this. The man seemed to have some kind of a radar about married women who threw themselves at his feet, only to be thrown back.

Adam shrugged, taking another drag from his cigarette. "She's not married anymore. I made sure of that." Of course he didn't tell his friend that he had made sure of this three years ago when they had gone to the civil affairs bureau to get married. Something might be a coincidence but when it came to the things he wanted, Adam never took chances.

Maximilian froze. His drink stalled halfway to his lips as his brain tried to make sense of what he'd just heard. Did he just say that he broke up a married couple just so he could marry the woman himself? He became the third party willingly? No, he became a third party proactively?

What the—

He shook his head, exhaling in disbelief. They had been friends for six years, but even now, Maximilian still struggled to understand Adam's choices. He'd watched the man build a multi billion dollar company as easily as building Lego!

His actions were always calculated, but his reasons? Impossible to guess or understand.

After a few moments of tense silence, Maximilian sighed and reached over, plucking the cigarette from Adam's fingers as he gave up on understanding his friend. No need to torture himself for this.

"Come on," he said, standing up. "If you're getting married tomorrow, that means tonight is your last night as a free man. So, we'll have a bachelor party for you. And just for this reason, I'll let you call dibs on whichever beauty you want to seduce from down there."

Finally, Adam opened his eyes, his gaze following Maximilian as he moved toward the edge of the railing. They were on the club's upper floor, where people usually sat to drink and observe the chaos below. From their vantage point, they could see the lower level with a sea of bodies grinding to the music, lost in the wild energy of the night.

But Adam wasn't interested in any of them. His focus remained elsewhere, his thoughts circling back to the main problem ahead. Getting Melanie to the civil affairs bureau tomorrow.

Knowing his grandfather, the old man wouldn't make it easy. He would have something up his sleeve—he always did.

Adam leaned back again, rubbing his temple as he let out a slow breath. One way or another, he would have to outmaneuver whatever was coming. The problem was he didn't know what it was the old man would do. Whether he would attack Melanie or focus on stopping him from getting there to get married. His people were also unable to get any information to him until now. Why was he quite still? Only having a meeting with Melanie and that is all? By now, Sir Collins should have already made his next move...

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Before he could excuse himself to think, however, his eyes caught movement in the corner of the club and he raised an eyebrow. Well well well. Things just got interesting... Like a hunter who had just found his prey, he was already stealthily moving towards his target, his focus on her.

How did this girl end up here? His eyes scanned her from top to toe, lingering for a moment on the low cut of the dress and then on the chain around her leg. It went perfectly well with that figure hugging dress. Too well actually. She was trouble... with a capital T. He could already imagine those legs around him and his hands feeling under her dress.

Maximilan was about to say something when he realized the man around him was already gone. He scowled and looked around, focusing on his friend who was now half way to the dance floor before grinning. A leopard like him could marry but he could not change spots. However, he could not help but wonder how the girl who loved him would react when she knew that he had married another.. But that was for another night. First he needed to see who the woman was that Adam would be so eager to marry.