Imprisoned While Pregnant, She's Back for Payback novel Chapter 195

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Tess didn’t keep the same easy tone she had with Marc–this time, her voice was more serious.

“I heard Marc rushed in without thinking. And now you’re mixed up in all those rumors about whether your Cavrielle dress is fake?”

He said it casually, but there was this natural kind of authority in how he spoke, like someone who always gets taken seriously. And when he said “all those rumors,” there was an extra sharpness to it, a cooler edge.

Tess listened to that deep, smooth voice on the line, her face showing nothing but confusion. She caught on to those words ‘rushed in without thinking‘ right away.

Borrowing that dress had been her idea. Marc was his younger brother, yet somehow he was speaking warmly and politely to her while making it sound like Marc had messed up.

It felt a little unreal, but she figured it was just the way he carried himself.

She answered honestly, keeping her tone soft. “Mr. Wayne, I specifically asked Marc for that custom Cavrielle gown. It was never released to the public, so of course, the internet went wild. Honestly, I should be the one saying sorry since it brought trouble to the brand.”

“No problem.”

His voice was calm and steady, like deep water–still on the surface but with something hidden underneath. If.she really listened, there was even a faint note of gentleness there.

She blinked, wondering if she’d just imagined it.

Marc is all energy and noise–how can his brother be so different? Are they even from the same family?

Before she could dwell on it, Marc’s voice suddenly came through, loud and theatrical as he snatched the phone back. “Seriously? Playing favorites? You meet a big shot and forgot about me?”

He sounded like a kid complaining, trying to rope her onto his side.

Tess let out a laugh but didn’t step into their argument.

While they bantered, she checked her watch–less than an hour until her meeting with Bessie.

Her voice turned businesslike. “This ended up being more trouble than I thought, and I never meant to drag Cavrielle into it. But now that it’s blown up online, whatever I say won’t calm it

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down. If it’s okay… could you help me get in touch with Cavrielle’s head of PR so they can set the record straight?”

Her tone stayed gentle but firm, carrying quiet confidence. Marc froze mid–tease, glancing toward the man in front of him.

His brother didn’t look like him at all–tall, silver streaks in his hair despite his age, and piercing blue eyes that made him seem like he came from somewhere else entirely. His whole presence was polished and smooth, like a fine wine.

“Tess, who do you think my brother is?”

Marc rolled his eyes. She’s asking for the head of PR? The biggest boss is standing right here!

Tess stiffened, realizing how awkward her request sounded now.

Of course, it was overstepping. Marc might be a Cavrielle designer, but he’d told her he’d only recommended her to his brother–and she’d heard his brother didn’t handle the daily running of things. Cavrielle was just one of the many companies under him.

Asking someone in that position to take care of this for her was definitely pushing it.

“If that’s too much, forget I said anything. I’ve got something else I need to do, so I’ll head out. Thanks for your time.”

She adjusted smoothly, her tone apologetic.

Marc’s eyes went wide. “Wait-” He reached for the phone again, but his brother cut in with a polite goodbye, handed the phone back, and walked off.

Marc gawked. “Wayne, what was that?”

Wayne Dickinson‘ lifted one eyebrow. “I land in Aetheris tomorrow. Wanna come?”

Marc groaned. “No chance. I’ve got a collection launch in a few days, so I’m not leaving.”

Wayne only nodded, straightening his navy tie. “Send the guy to my office.”

Without another word, he walked away–tall, broad–shouldered, and somehow even more striking with that mix of elegance, charisma, and silver hair.

The office door shut behind him. Marc stood there a moment before remembering he’d been about to argue–only to realize it was pointless now.

He muttered to himself and went to do what he was told. And it wasn’t because of the whole

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