Scott bent down immediately to check. "You ok? Did you hurt your ankle?"

Sol nodded. "I'm afraid so." Then she had a glance at the secretaries' office and saw that Brianna could see them clearly. "Oh. Silly me. I shouldn't have worn heels." She said regretfully.

Scott put one arm around Sol's back and the other under her knees and lifted her up, so Sol wrapped her arms around his neck. "Scott, I think I can manage. I'm worried that your staff will think it inappropriate to see you carrying me like this."

"Inappropriate?" Scott knitted his brows and marched towards the lift. "Whoever thinks it inappropriate should get fired." He said it aloud.

As soon as the secretaries see them get into the lift, everyone exclaimed, and soon gossips followed. Everyone saw and heard clearly how much Scott cared about Sol, including Brianna, especially when Sol smiled at her victoriously over Scott's shoulder.

She didn't need to do that. Everyone knows she's the one that Scott loves anyway. Brianna thought.

All the girls glanced at Brianna now and then, curious about how she felt. Brianna smiled a bitter smile and shrugged her shoulders.

It was known to all that Brianna was the legal wife of Scott, but now another girl had suddenly shown up, and it was obvious that Scott cared very much about the girl. Surely, people were curious.

It took Brianna a good while to manage to refocus on work and hide the pain in her heart.

Scott asked the driver to stopped by a hospital nearby to have a doctor check on Sol's ankle. Gently, he said to Sol, "No more wearing high heels for some time now."

"Yeah." Sol nodded.

"Still hurting?"

"Not if you give me a kiss." Sol looked at him with a smile. Somehow, Scott was reminded of how Brianna had started coming to him for a hug and kiss recently. He watched the face that he had missed all these years, yet now he was thinking of Brianna.

Sol noticed a hint of sadness on his face, and it got her worried. Does he think about her? Does he miss her?

She asked tentatively, "Scott, what if people talk? I mean, they all saw how intimate you and I were just now. I wonder how Brianna was feeling."

"I didn't think about it. Don't worry."

"I noticed that Brianna didn't look happy, though."

"That's her problem. She knows who she is."

Sol nodded and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling reassured.

Meanwhile, Brianna received a phone call from The Anderson Private Hospital. She was told that someone had paid for her mother's treatment for the next five years, five million dollars in total. It was too big an amount that they requested her signature to confirm.

Five million! That means he has chosen the most expensive treatment and the best. Is this his way to keep me under his control? But wait, who is it? Is it Scott? Perhaps he wants to keep both me and Sol, so he's being nice to me in the hope that I will compromise? But... She wasn't sure it was Scott. Something didn't make sense.

She asked for a leave and hurried to the hospital.

"May I ask who paid?" Brianna had a look at the receipt and asked the doctor.

"A guy that looked like a bodyguard. He said he was just following his master's order."

Master? Scott's bodyguards don't address him as a master. Brianna thought. Chris? Can it be Chris? There's no one else that would pay such a large amount of money.

Holding the pen in her hand, Brianna hesitated. With this money, I will have the chance to leave Scott and start working towards my goals, to buy mum a house and open my studio. But, Chris isn't just doing this for charity. He wants something from me for sure. If I accept his help, I will probably fall into his trap. No! He's more dangerous than Scott. I should stay away from him. I feel something was up to this man's sleeve.

Brianna put the pen down. "I can't accept the money. Will you please tell them that I'm grateful for their help, but I can't accept."

"Would you like some time to reconsider?"

"No. I've decided. Thanks." Brianna smiled at the doctor gratefully and turned to leave. Just then, her phone rang.

It was Chris.

He's watching me! Brianna thought. I have to be more cautious. "Yes, Mr. Butler?" She answered.

"Brianna, I don't really like people rejecting my favor. If you accept, I will give you your space, but if you don't, then I will try a more forceful way to make you accept." His voice was pleasant to one's ear as usual despite the coldness in his tone.

"What do you want from me?"

"Not you, Brianna. It's Scott Anderson. Do what I say, and you will be safe, or your mother..."

Brianna's heart sank. She tried hard not to give away her fear. As calmly as she could, she said, "You have met my mother? You know where she is?"

"I don't have the time to meet your mother, but I have found out where Scott Anderson has sent her to. If you want her to be safe, just do as I say. Sign the paper." Chris hung up.

Brianna was left without a choice. Reluctantly, she signed her name, wondering what was going to happen to her next, now that she was in debt to Chris Butler.

A fancy Lamborghini pulled over by Brianna as soon as she came out of the hospital. The window opened, and the driver said, "Please get in, Mrs. Anderson."

Startled and confused, Brianna looked around and found that her bodyguard Jeff was nowhere to be seen, neither was the car.

"Mrs. Anderson, our master has sent a few bodyguards just to invite you over. Your bodyguard got knocked out a few minutes ago and is somewhere in the parking lot." The driver said.

Brianna said nothing and got in the car. She didn't have a choice.